Intergalactic, you and me.

First off, I got Jinxed!. Yay.



Because I'm going out approximately 0 times for the next 17 years of my life...I'm going to take every opportunity I get to dress up. I wore this to a local restaurant in Bankstown. Here's how it went down in my household last night:

"DUDE ARE YOU FUCKING READY, YOU TAKE 17 YEARS TO DRESS."
*Jessica steps out of room*
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Are you serious?"

I love my family. And when I was trying to take outfit photos, it was so ridiculous because my sister spotted my elderly neighbour walking out of her house (which I was, coincidentally, STANDING IN FRONT OF, in THIGH HIGHS) so we had to awkwardly leg it back to my backyard and camp out until she retreated back into her den for good.



The cape made me feel like a superhero, or the grim reaper. Like the grim reaper had a baby with a super hero and their arms got tragically removed in a shark-related incident. I felt like a death eater. For real. Courtesy of Black Milk Clothing, who seriously make the best shit in the worldddddddd.

Thank you to We Love Colors for the rad thigh highs. Before this, I don't think I would've ever imagined wearing stripy clown thigh highs. And for Australian residents, they have free shipping over $30, so check them out for more warm leggy goodness.





Cape Black Milk Clothing
Skirt: Material off ebay, my friend constructed it.
Leotard: Supre.
Socks: We Love Colors
Dodgy, dogy heels: Payless, 600 years ago.
Belt: Thrifted



One of my favourite books, my new best friend, my butt.