remember when i blew the opportunity to sell this dress last winter? well, it turns out i was right all along, i met that very same client (and friends) for early drinks / dinner at The Bowery Hotel, and i sold this dress before the bottle of rosé even made it to the table.
one of the things i love best about New York is that you can sport a get-up like this all over town smack in the middle of the afternoon and nobody even bats an eyelash. by contrast, like in LA for example, everyone dresses like couch potatoes except when they’re going to an awards show.
dude, don’t even get me started. all i’m going to say is: there is seriously some sick twisted shit going on in the world right now. how some people can even sleep at night and then look at themselves in the mirror come morning is completely beyond me.
[ and no i am not talking about stupid fucking Casey Anthony geezus fucking christ. ]
