Or: The no-outfit-post for once in my life. Both titles are probably equally bad but there is nothing I can do for my lack of creativity at the very moment.
I keep on doing retail therapy over retail therapy between the writing breaks but it seems like I prefer to hoard my stuff rather than wearing these things (- okay, by all fairness: Most of “these things” are already for summer, so by the suggestion of my mother to not get a bladder infection right now, I enjoy wearing them at home or simply not yet).
And this look here is something I’d call “What occasionally happens when I really don’t care what I wear for a stroll around King’s Road”. Pullover is from Cashmere Polo Club, scarf from Alexander McQueen and denim from Koral Los Angeles.