Good God in heaven… Jil Sander Pre-fall 2012 is perfect. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted in an academically leaning wardrobe. I’m in tears, Jil. Tears. Especially because of those wine-colored rubber leather wedge boots in the last picture.
Good God in heaven… Jil Sander Pre-fall 2012 is perfect. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted in an academically leaning wardrobe. I’m in tears, Jil. Tears. Especially because of those wine-colored rubber leather wedge boots in the last picture.
New water bottle. It says “BRIGHT FUTURE” in Minnie’s lenses. I couldn’t agree more.
I’m all for learning to love the taste of things that are good for you, but this detox juice is awful. It tastes like celery and ass.
Found this Hendrix classic in a bag of sewables. This shirt has been in my life for as long as I can remember. My dad got it for my mom when he was a body builder, lifting at Powerhouse. He would tell us the greatest stories about wrestlers not believing him when he said he didn’t fight, and I’ll never forget when he came home one day with Razor Ramon’s and Brett Hart’s autographs. I now carry the torch of Powerhouse, and will do so proudly until this shirt disintegrates.
Not the biggest fan of Abbey Lee Kershaw, but there’s something delightful about these tacky looks from the H&M Cruise 2012 look book.
