(gap sweater, calvin klein jeans)
That was it. A split second of a somewhat overdrawn tempested afternoon in the outskirts of the city. What can I say, I'm not the type to inundate the mind with seas of photographs (except for when a journalistic subtext exists) but I must admit that I am a bonafide word addict. In fact, I'm still cringing from writing the forbidden words "text light" a few character counts ago, as it is just in my nature to keep blabbing on. Cady Heron was on to something with the word vomit thing. It's actually happening right now. And now.
-The Style Inquisitor-