(Photos by the super-awesome Zahra A., who stood in the freezing cold and generated photos of Vogue caliber)
(Pleated maxi-skirt: American Apparel/ Sweater, Necklace and Shoes: H&M)
This is one of those rare moments on the blog, when silence outperforms the words, and I let the pictures convey whatever cryptic messages I'm trying to relay. Also because I have nothing valuable to add to this post today. None, whatsoever.
But whilst the majority of you were out getting shit-faced today for St. Patrick's Day, I was celebrating the Irish's long history of depression and ineffectual rage by frolicking in the woods (which also happens to be my backyard). I'm just kidding guys..
*Cue an army of bloodthirsty, self-righteous, self-appointed keyboard vigilantes*
There is something about maxi-skirts of the pleated variety that depict a sense of enchantment, whimsy and magic. And although many would argue that this silk American Apparel pleated maxi is not appropriate for the winter (or the woods), I say that rules about climate appropriate clothes are stupid as shit and there's no outfitting conundrum that a little layering can't solve. Unfortunately, this particular skirt now harbors tears and rips as a result of running through branches for these pictures.
Lastly, I'm never a fan of mono-chronic attires, but I promised color, so here it is. An entire emerald green ensemble was appropriately fitting for today's holiday. Get it? It's St. Patrick's Day? Green color? No? Ok, bye.