The One Where True Love Died in ’96
If you follow me on Instagram or on then you’ve heard by now how much I LOVE my henna dipped hands. That’s what I’m calling it. It needs a cool name. I’ve gotten really mixed reactions on it though. It’s one of those “you either love it or hate it type things.” Perhaps the funniest comment is that it looks like I have gangrene. Made me laugh! Everyone is entitled to their opinion on it. Freedom of artistic expression I always say! What do you guys think? Would it be something you’d be willing to try out? YOLO and all that jazz!
I wore this outfit to my friend Zoe’s graduation, so I shout out is most definitely necessary: CONGRATULATIONS BEAUTIFUL GRADUATE!
P.S: I didn’t wear these heels. They look funny in the photos. I ended up in flats because I’m a lazy bum who can’t be bothered to be fancy.
Skirt: Vintage
Shirt: No brand
Feather collar: Twenty/Ten by AKF
Shoes: Nicholas Kirkwood
Cuffs: Topshop
Armor ring: Topshop
Black ring: Gift
Charm Bracelet: Thomas Sabo
P.P.S: The song lyrics in my title are from “The Last Song” by Iggy Azelea. I’m currently obsessing over it. I posted the song below because I’m trying to be an awesome blogger yo.