Why can't you crave me like the other boys do? The stare at me while I stare at you. Why can't I keep you safe as my own. One moment I have you the next you are gone
This song has been dancing around in my head and I couldn't for the life of me think why. Perhaps it's because it most accurately reflects the relationship I'm having with fashion....and I say fashion instead of clothes because it is unbridled and all inclusive like a 70's hippie. Everywhere I go, I see hats, belts, shoes, pants, tops, skirts, shorts and jackets that I must absolutely have.
[ jacket - DIY | top - girl Express | pleather shorts - *shrugs* | chiffon jacket - stylestalker | shoes - Sportsgirl | bag - GUESS ]
With my renewed commitment to not buying low quality items at a whim, everything I've lusted after is on sale but still out of my grasp. I'm going to start making lists of what my wardrobe desires and only make purchases if it's on the list. How does that sound to you? Any chance an ornate ring and an 80's wolf /mirror body suit are on that list? Yeah I didn't think so.
I hear babies crying or is that my wishlist?