DEAR DIARY! yesterday i went sales shopping. i had "forgotten" to transfer the rent just for the occasion (well, not really, that was/is true but unrelated) and was most excited! after all i am a fucking modemädchen! what i found: an awesomely ugly hello kitty bracelet (it's "ironic"), very cute and very unflattering tights (transparent beige with beige polka dots), a burgundy-dots-on-navy silk hankie that is to peek out of my blazers' breast pockets because i am, by the way, chuck bass. all of these items weren't even on sale. BUT! then i got home and on the internet. actually i am lying about the chronology here, i did the internet sale shopping before the real life thing. anyways, i went to asosland.
and got fündig! asos brand bra and knickers that aren't modest in the quantity of fabric but offer little peekaboos. princesse tam.tam star bustier that i am most stoked about. my new fashion philosophy: more drama (lets post about that some other time), more trousers. formal menswear elements, or skintight jeans with tshirts of the thinnest and softest cotton - and beneath them the dainty. and for the occasions that i am going to wear my short short dresses - yellowish pink and meshed blue tights, both by falke, but if you can read this then you are most likely blessed with vision. now excuse me while i go apologise to my suitemate. in my pyjamas.
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