Is it just me or do people seem to get into prints only when comes summer? I don’t get it – If I’m going to love you, I’m going to love you all year round. I supply that kind of consistent and unconditional love but hold on, I wouldn’t want to tease anyone here – I’m already taken you see. But I’m not one to judge flakiness.
I think it was only this summer that I decided to grow a decent pair and start wearing white. Vogue said wear white so as an active For-Vogue-says-so basher, I decided to try and forget about all the misconceptions I had (I mainly had one let’s be honest: fat thighs) and slip my lower limbs into white pieces of fabric.