hunchback of los angeles, taking in the sunset.
nothing like a good yeti vest. although i wouldn't call it particularly flattering. i look like i have football safety gear on. and that back shot? woah. these shoes don't get enough love in my world. i wore them to dinner once, and other than that my dog is the only one to lay eyes on these babies. the problem is no one wears heels in l.a., so i feel so fancy huh. at night, yes, you will see an occasional heel up in the club---but that's about it, and i haven't been to new york in a minute....so in my closet they stay, along with those torturous acne atacomas and other heeled castoffs dying to be scuffed. i need to move somewhere it's acceptable to wear heels on a regular basis. although my boats would get tired sore and i'd probably wimp out and end up in boots anyway. deep thoughts, i know.
dress: twelfth street, faux fur vest: graham&spencer, necklace: im:mortal, black stone ring: soixante neuf, boots: marni