RIP YSL

Throw in some red:

WHAT I'M WEARING:

Oxford Flats, Knee-Socks & Bow Headband: Topshop. Red, Checked Shirt: Vintage, from Paris.

RIP YSL TANK: Frassy Made. (Want one? Request one!)

Sometimes I go into McDonalds just for a diet coke- all the ice, I swear it tastes different- better, much, much better. I had a love at first sight incident with a sequined blazer today at a market- I found out it was two euros, snatched it up and now its mine to embrace eternally. Another sartorial relationship: yesterday I saw this lovely black bucket handbag with dozens of chains dangling off it(looked like someone had yanked it straight out of Rumi of Fashion Toast or Erin Wasson's closet)but the price-tag made me put it down, yet by the time I left the store, I was obsessed, I could not stop thinking about it. Today, I bought it. I'm such a sell-out. But, it looks rather beautiful sitting next to the balenciaga.

I have so much work to do. An overwhelming amount and it seems I just keep shopping to numb the stress that it all induces.

I'm am going to make a mug of tea and hit the books.