As far as sequel posts go, this is about as literal as it can get. I figured that ghostly layouts of unworn clothing on black turf wouldn't translate as well as if real circumstances were applied. Yes, soaking in the humor of David Sedaris is a real circumstance. So is trying to decipher a smoking skull. I'll get to back to you on that one. I never thought I would be so enthralled by a literary humorist, mostly because I find it difficult to chuckle at a book without feeling all uneasy amidst the resulting awkwardness, save those authors whose punchlines can't be ignored. But I won't divulge my ideal few for the sake of protecting my childish sense of humor.
(book: 'when you are engulfed in flames', zara jeans)I'm also seemingly part of that odd group of people who prizes stark white denim as go-to garb for couch skulking. Inappropriate to some, but puzzlingly comfortable to me. The same can be said for the oxfords blending completely into the abyss. The black on black wasn't planned...promise.