Fruity Dressing, Hold the Fruit
Last time I shared sentiments about dressing like fresh produce, I meant it. I called upon Stella McCartney and Prada to lead the way. Shake those sliced oranges, peel those bananas. Today though, today I take a different approach.
It is summer and it is hot. Hot, I tell ya. Hot. One of the side effects typically calls for an urge to keep colors and fabrics light. Though I will say that in the lookbook of my life, leather jackets are season-less. So, go ahead, engage in a heat stroke. I’ll back you up. While you wait for your brain to melt, I’ll be here, standing in my living room, wearing an asshat and looking like a butthead.
I’m also doing the sprinkler, so you might want to hold off on the heat stroke because this is fun to watch…but on to more important things, do you have an idea, any idea at all, where this is going? Fine, I’ll just tell you.