nothing sells clothes to me better than some nudity. superfine does it so well too, if you remember last season’s lookbook with irina, here i thought it couldn’t look any cooler. andrej might be getting a little stale but i still dream of his platinum blonde hair and boy’s body *sigh* on another cheery note i have been recently listening to some more mellow music for what my taste usually allows and have been imagining myself as a poet living in a paris attic somewhere overlooking the siene, the way d’artagnan lived when he first arrived in the city to become a musketeer… i’m sick of reality. images courtesy of fashiongonerogue.com
