On the 7th floor.

7 Point 517 Point 5Collages34 CONFESSION: Tuesday seems so very long ago that I can scarcely remember what even happened that day. I woke up, pouted about heading to a photo shoot in the South Bay for a meeting, the overcast of morning clearly refusing to budge, I wore this beret and piled on olive green eyeshadow because I felt moody, arrived at the photo shoot, admired a necklace, attempted to download some software, declined offers to shoot and/or be shot, smoked cigarettes, drove back, went to the library...oh! So, two things about this outfit. The dress looks like a nightie when it's not belted, which I kind of love, and the great little shrunken, perfectly faded denim jacket belongs technically to the petite. Oh!