or have any other excuse to wear a fancy white dress as though it’s a perfectly normal, not-creepy-at-all thing to do (any quinceñearas or first communions coming up?), I will either wear…
this extremely short bell-sleeved thing that I saw in New York magazine a few years ago and will never determine the origin of.
this slightly gothy shift from Bona Drag, which apparently necessitates black lipstick for reasons I don’t fully understand but will comply with.
an assortment of nonchalant white garments layered over one another, because why not, a la Kate Moss (childlike hair included).
… and a cropped white leather biker jacket over one of the above, because duh (this one is from Allsaints).