I'm apologizing in advance…
Wool and Chinchilla Suit, Jill Sander boots
I am apologizing in advance for the fur, I know it's not PC, but what can I say? It's in the cannon of clothes, and for better or worse, it is beautiful, in a very Gorky Park way…I love when I have images of my mom wearing the outfit as well, that does not happen very often, so it feels very special. I would like to note that while wearing this, I was literally unable to breathe for fear of busting the buttons, which I think I did anyway. (bust buttons, not breathe)! This is one of those items that I think, what am I going to do with this? I can't wear it on a daily basis, or actually ever, it's so small. This brings up something that I have been thinking about a lot lately, how do I care for all of this? Do I save them all for the girls? Can I? There is a fragility to a lot of these clothes, some feel like they might just fall apart in my hands sometimes. The metaphor is not lost on me. There has to be a certain amount of holding on in life, and a certain amount of letting go. It is a fine line, and a delicate balance. Heres to finding the center.