i grew up watching my own mother wear velvet pants and leopard-print everything with red lips and red nails. i thought she was the most beautiful thing on earth. she looked out of place in this small island where people dress like, well, islanders. whatever that means. we used to poke fun of her but deep inside i knew she was fasyon. she still is. mom, when you finally discover the power of googling and find this blog, this is for you and it's actually your fault why i dress funny. i love you. ^^
blazer - alba moda creazoni, white top - G2000, bandeau - forever 21 (from alexa, thanks lex! ^^) bag - lesportsac, shoes - mom's
