Pre-prepared draft post, being posted at 5.17AM at a City Hunter somewhere in the city, fresh after formal. I'm pretty bored because all my mates are playing Starcraft and I have had no sleep. So here I am, blogging. With one nail torn off halfway, using the tip of a full-finger armor ring to type (and feeling like a massive android bad ass), in my formal shoes, formal bodysuit, someone else's shorts, and some other guy's ten-times-too-big blazer, cat flick eyeliner and greasy dance hair.
Expect an outfit post tomorrow.
And how gorgeous is this editorial. The tones, draping, fabric, everything is so damn luxe and rich it could be vomiting out money.