"I HAVE THIS THING FOR BLURRY PHOTOS. A PICTURE DOESN'T ALWAYS HAVE TO BE CRISP AS FUCK, FOR MY MEMORY OF THAT EXACT MOMENT TO BE CLEAR AS DAY. THAT ONE HAZY CAPTURED SECOND CAN REMIND ME, OR EVEN MAKE ME, FEEL WHAT I FELT AT THAT TIME. SOMETIMES EVEN MORE THAN A PHOTO WHERE EVERY WRINKLE, FRECKLE OR BOOGER IS SO CLEAR THAT YOU FEEL LIKE YOU CAN ALMOST TOUCH IT. "
BOUGHT MYSELF A PAIR OF SHOES FROM WORK A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO AND PICKED OUT THIS JACKET TODAY. (ALSO FROM STRESS) ENDED UP WITH A MIX OF PATTERNS BEFORE I RAN OF TO HAVE A BELATED BIRTHDAY DINNER WITH MY GIRLS AT SUDØST. (FUCKING AWESOME FOOD). I'M GOING CRAZY WITH ALL THE FALL/WINTER COLLECTIONS THAT ARE ARRIVING AT WORK NOW. SHIT IS MAKING ME BROKE AS FUCK. AH WELL. IT'S IN THE NAME OF RETAIL-THERAPY BEFORE THE UPCOMING WINTER DEPRESSION.
JACKET//LIBERTINE-LIBERTINE SWEATER//CARLINGS SHIRT//BIK BOK
NECKLACE//H&M PANTS//MONKI SHOES//NIKE BACKPACK//ZARA