Tartan pockets..
These are my new shoes.
They're by Kobe Husk, who has called them the "Yeti." They're big, they're green, I kinda get the meaning in the name. I picked them up from Lady Petrova last week after I remembered they'd been on lay-by for almost a month (along with all my other lay-by shit sitting in Petrova's backroom..).
They're made of soft leather and are the most comfortable non-flats I have ever owned. I walked up and down the city in these while apartment hunting last weekend and felt zero pain. This is a huge plus considering my feet have decided that my heel-wearing day are over. It also means the height difference between my boyfriend and I isn't hilariously large.
This is the skirt I really want.
From Romance Was Born's latest collection. I found it for sale and am currently hoping that the teensy size 6 won't sell out before I convince myself to buy it. I keep asking people if it's crossed the border from amazing to horrendously ugly, like I actually expect people to like my weird choices in clothing, and everyone keeps telling me not to get it. In response, I start yelling things like, "BUT IT'S GOLD LAME" and "IT HAS TARTAN POCKETS. POCKETS!! THAT ARE TARTAN!!"
I love how disillusioned I am about the state of my bank account. Like I actually have money to spend on things.
Because I just bought tickets to South America. Because I'm actually going to climb up a mountain and see Machu Picchu.
Because I'm thinking about buying property.
You'd think all of these things would be more exciting than a gold lame skirt (with tartan pockets!!).
They're by Kobe Husk, who has called them the "Yeti." They're big, they're green, I kinda get the meaning in the name. I picked them up from Lady Petrova last week after I remembered they'd been on lay-by for almost a month (along with all my other lay-by shit sitting in Petrova's backroom..).
They're made of soft leather and are the most comfortable non-flats I have ever owned. I walked up and down the city in these while apartment hunting last weekend and felt zero pain. This is a huge plus considering my feet have decided that my heel-wearing day are over. It also means the height difference between my boyfriend and I isn't hilariously large.
This is the skirt I really want.
From Romance Was Born's latest collection. I found it for sale and am currently hoping that the teensy size 6 won't sell out before I convince myself to buy it. I keep asking people if it's crossed the border from amazing to horrendously ugly, like I actually expect people to like my weird choices in clothing, and everyone keeps telling me not to get it. In response, I start yelling things like, "BUT IT'S GOLD LAME" and "IT HAS TARTAN POCKETS. POCKETS!! THAT ARE TARTAN!!"
I love how disillusioned I am about the state of my bank account. Like I actually have money to spend on things.
Because I just bought tickets to South America. Because I'm actually going to climb up a mountain and see Machu Picchu.
Because I'm thinking about buying property.
You'd think all of these things would be more exciting than a gold lame skirt (with tartan pockets!!).