Transformers: Revenge of the Sequins

An outfit I wore a long while back to a black and white party. Yes, I kind of cheated by wearing sequins that aren't black...or white. Yes, same shoes, same clutch, virtually the same accessories as everyone of my 'dressed up' outfits. Nothing will ever compare to these, though. Except maybe those pony hair BCBG wedges that all the bloggers are throwing around.



Wearing:
Butterfly sequinned top: Glassons (ON SALE. I HAD TO TREK TO FUCKING CHATSWOOD TO GET THIS TOP, AND IN TWO SIZES TOO BIG, TOO.)
Bodycon mini: $5 from @Topshop
Shoesss: Glamourpuss, GIFT FROM FRIENDSIES.
Clutch: Portmans, gift from uncle.
Jewellery and shit: Diva & Equip
Kittens: free, underneath my house.





Oh my godddd, in the middle of taking photos my sister turns into this shrieking banshee and I look over AND THERES A FAMILY OF KITTIES ADMIRING MY OUTFIT FROM AFAR. I later tried to throw pieces of spam and eggs at them but the mother just kept hissing at me like I was going to shove her kittens up my ass or something.





OH. AND GUYS. I'M GOING TO JOHN MAYERS CONCERT LAKDJFLKAJFLKAJDFLAJFLDKAJFLAJ. YAY!! 10th May. SO. PUMPED. His behavior makes him come across as the biggest douche bag alive, but the man makes such unbelievably amazing music. The kind of music you could happily die to.





One of my favourite things about this top: this. The shiny shit it throws onto the walls reminds me of that scene in Transformers where that Luke Picketwickety or whatever starts hallucinating random numbers and looks like he's going to die from a drug overdose.