Today in emulation: Bebe Zeva of Fated to be Hated. Bright colors, tight silhouettes, and almost-clashing prints. A little too much, but in a way that invites luxury rather than straight-up gluttony.
I bought this sweater in New York City a few weeks ago. It was practically made for me.
I’ve owned this skirt since I was 17, but didn’t really have the ass to fill it out until fairly recently.
Blouse: Battery Street Jeans Skirt & Bow: Old Gold Tights & Spider Necklace: Gifted Ring: Chatham Caravan Boots: Handed down from Mom Sweater: Boutique in New York Orange Necklace: Boutique in Maine