Vintage What Comes Around Goes Around coat. Vintage Escada belt. Vintage flower headband. Vintage costume pearl & black/white enamel (a souvenir from my mom’s trip to Martha’s Vineyard) bracelets. Hue cable-knit tights. Vintage Dopp by Buxton kit. Delman boots.
Fantasy vacation time... I'd hop a private plane to St. Moritz (the ski resort town in Switzerland), where I'd bunny hop down the slopes, shop for gossamer gowns & swan about the hotel in my finery - repeat as needed until I float away on a cloud of complacency. Of course I'd need to pack several furs to wage proper snowball fights; I'd make my debut in this one: it's vintage from What Comes Around Goes Around but originated from the defunct furrier, George Strain. Vintage has stood the test of time & as such is intrinsically superior to nouveau - to wit: my flowering/beribboned Maypole-esque headband, a suede Escada belt stamped with xoxo's & my dad's old dopp kit that I carry as a clutch (why not - a bon voyage = a spare change of jewels, a ruby lipstick & a dance card for the beaux).