It's hard to get rid of them sometimes. I'll be sitting at a cafe thinking about the next blog post, that amazing pair of clogged heels I am bidding on on ebay, whether clogged heels are still fashionably acceptable and almost hoping that they're not so that I can get them cheaper, and then I'll see them, all five of them arguing with eachother at the table just next to mine. They're like five hungry children, five needy boyfriends... or maybe they're just five characters knowing quite well that this is their only chance of existance. Five characters who have to fight for their right to sound comme il faut and act authentically because they know that that's the only thing they can be remembered for.
Today however, the opposite thing happened. As I was slaving over my second act, I thought about this black dress I wore on my birthday and how much it needs to go out and play with the wind who was notably hyperactive this afternoon, because they are made for each other and it would just be cruel of me to keep them apart.
Also, you guys are amazing!! Stylised Dialogue is 2weeks old today and blowing out 700 candles, one for each view. thank you, thank you, thank you :)
necklace and bangle: vintage