Leopard print and I, we are no friends, not really at all. Animal prints in General anyway, with the exception of Dalmatian spots, just because but what is not, that I find very forth tearing Dalmatian in real life. I me yesterday evening however still fix swung on bicycle, to pay a spontaneous visit a friend, because this coat in her kitchen was around there at once. I had forgotten my own, the temperatures dropped and thus the thing was blabbering on unceremoniously up there me. “No one sees you anyway, it’s so dark out there.”
I arrived back home but not around, came shortly before the mirror to look at me, and asks me not why, but somehow has Peng made. There are two possibilities: either the last light in the brain blew me, or I’m on the best ways to be with regard to these to Malian optics open-minded. This insight came very late, after all. But the simple reason outfit? I must say, even now, during the day, I’m not nearly as reluctant as previously suspected. Also I feel in this coat little in old times of the rehearsal room back catapulted, and where I’m just so or so much.
In this sense:
And bring to a little breath of fresh air in the story: this is by the way, our dearest friend Mademoiselle Bôme by here whenever there is talk. She can look even nicer, but as we prefer you.
And I am I guess:
Jacket: H & M, angora sweater: COS, pants: Wrangler, shoes: Dr. Martens, jewelry: in God we trust, Sabrina Dehoff