We had a sweet post prepared of yesterday's adventures but, being completely computer illiterate, I managed to delete it- then save the blank draft! Oh internet, how you hurt me. Stand by for a proper post when I nag Christie to help me out.
So instead, here is an outfit from a couple of days ago. But first- a story. Once I went to Santorini and drunk too much ouzo. I dropped my camera on a toilet floor in the dark, because in Europe toilets don't need lights or seats. That shit's for pussies. Anyway, now my nice new digital camera dances to the beat of its own drum. If it wants crazy overexposed photos, it'll damn well do it. If it wants to jam its lens and make scary noises, so be it.
I wore this to get iceblocks. No, I didn't wear shoes. Yes, I did stand on sharp things. An experiment I won't be hasty to repeat.
Dress, belt - vintage.