While the ambiguous anal space between my bathing suit bottoms and upper thighs are so burnt I’m forced to sit on my stomach and lean on my elbows while I express what I’m expressing, I’m back from vacation, and it was a crispin’ good time. Your Sunday evening pick-me-up is brought to you by the Kiehls fostered photographic evidence displayed above and parlays perfectly into what early this week will hold. Behold: a plain white tee and denim cut-offs made night-out appropriate with the simple advent of sequins compliments of the jacket and some shoes that jingle. From the Mr. Bones Kiehls launch last week, where skeletons were celebrity personified and avocado eye cream passed around. I feel like I’m hitting on myself.
The Fancy: Jorts