The French lady with an American Apparel dress

Mood-dressing rules.

Yesterday I felt like a French lady in a dimm bar near the stage curtain.

The French lady leaves the bar on the early morning hours to go to her little apartment with a small balcony, the one that sits just on top of a cheese and chocolate shop, across the street from an espresso store and a minimarket that sells wines overly cheap. (You can just guess what me and my boyfriend have been eating and drinking the past few days...)

Jacket and safety pin - second hand, dress - American Apparel, shoes - Tiger of Sweden, pendant - Snö of Sweden, leggings - Norlyn, on my nails Essie: Over the Top and around my eyes Mac: Phone Number