Little boys blazer: Thrifted.
Beret: Morgan & Taylor, Myer.
Spotted pussybow blouse: Thrifted.
Dodgy cut-offs: Thrifted, altered.
Black mid calf socks: Some random asian shit.
Sparkly brogues: F21.
Rings: Assorted Equip + Diva.
Let me introduce Shirley: genius photographer, writer of lovely words, taste in music that is as amazing as mine (in the sense that we listen to the exact same things...save for a massive overload of Death Cab for Cutie on her part), stellar friend, all-round cutie and soon to be short film maker. The whole purpose of today was to scout locations and take concept skills for her upcoming short film. She is amazeballs. She puts up with my outfit photos, so check her out. All the photos in this post were taken by her.
Doing my best Julia Roberts face, apparently:
These shoes make me so happy. They make me want to fall in love. They make me want to do bad things to cute boys. They make me want to drink a tub of pureed unicorns. They make me want to tap dance. Even though I can't tap dance. Even though they give me mad blisters, despite wearing socks. I love them all the same.