Nu stiu altii cum sunt, dar cand trebuie sa ma gandesc la ce blugi mi-as dori sa port, nu ma pot gandi decat la blugii perfecti (dar imaginari) pe care mi-i doresc, nu si la cei pe care ii am. Ca sa nu fiu gresit inteleasa, ultima pereche de blugi a fost achizitionata acum doua…… Continue reading How Do You Denim?
I’ve a confession to make and if this makes you wanna lame-tag me for a mainstreamer, you should go ahead, I’m ready for anything. I love Rihanna. Hear me out, you hater, ‘cuz this is the next Beyonce (of sorts) you’re reading about. I don’t really know that much about her, nothing more that she…… Continue reading For The Love of Riri
It was fall season when Florence and The Machine graced the underbelly of Manhattan Bridge with their singing and while at it, I snapped a few shots of the kids roaming ’round. New York never really tries too hard, the jeans become part of the family when the stitches start to fade away and the…… Continue reading Brooklyn and What They Wore