I have a penchant for wearing maxis. Is that weird? Yah, I didn’t think so.
It’s just like, you’re this flowy goddess-like tall glass of water whilst rocking a maxi. Am I getting off a private plane back from a spontaneous Miami vacay or am I just inordinately more chic than everyone else around me? Hopefully, both. But while wearing a maxi, definitely the ladder.
So here’s a quick post on something that I need, have no room for in my closet, can’t afford right now, but probably will charge on my credit card at the end of the weekend. Because on Sundays what more do we have to loose that we haven’t already lost at 1 am the night before, after taking that blue-looking shot, and subsequently making the decision to dance the night away instead of looking after our personal belongings.
2 piece post.
1) Once upon a time:
Is she a roman goddess or is she a mere mortal? You just can’t tell when she’s wearing a maxi.
Now she needs a little arm candy, amiright ladies? Except I’m talking about the man that’ll never dissapoint you. You’ll always want to carry his baggage, CASE AND POINT:
2) Happily ever after.