This would be my ideal uniform: a sort of minimalist post-apocalyptic aesthetic. The pants are currently enroute to my home from Barney's. It is uncertain whether or not they will fit poorly, be too shiny, or be too cropped. My desire, naturally, is that they be perfect. Little save scarcity is stopping me from ordering the boots and hat. It's only a matter of time before I consume the Ray-Ban's--their wire frames are most evolved. I drunkenly lost my second pair of Clubmaster's this winter past, but since I no longer need worry about drunkenly losing or destroying anything (personal property or people), I will buy myself yet another pair of Ray-Ban's to wish myself a happy five months sans liquor & drugs. I keep listening to Bauhaus "The Passion of Lovers" on repeat, and I purchased rouge noir lipstick this morning. Something decidedly gothic is afoot.
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I would die for those wedges!
Great taste! =]
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