Wondering if I've been worrying too much about the former and not enough about the latter regarding my novel.
I was thinking about this all in light of this "Frontman Wanted" flier. Oh, why always a dude? Can't a girl channel Iggy/Darby/Gibby? I know I've always wanted to, tried to in my own small, unassuming ways.
For Halloween in the '80s, I really, really wanted to be Jim Morrison for Halloween and everyday, but did not have the necessary licorice-legged black leather pants.
One last fashion week photo. Wouldn't it be nice to have one eye-catching statement bag? And really, it was too cold of a day to go without socks.
Tights: Grey
Inspiration: Sonic Youth, No Wave, Cacaphony
