Sunday, September 14, 2008

confessions of a teenage drama queen

Shhhh...
Don't tell anyone but... I think the Marc Jacobs Spring 2009 collection is starting to grow on me. Oops.

So much that I even made a qt little image for this post? Double oops.

But don't worry, I still think these shoes are the worst thing to ever happen.


I mean, right?

6 comments:

Andrew said...

i h8 it still & forever will

peace

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Dana said...

question marc

Emma said...

ohhh marc.

Meghan and Lana said...

I knew Marc was losing it when he started the tanning and all that Posh Spice stuff. . . I think he was more sane when he was an addict.

Carol said...

Hey Gal,

The Marc Jacob lacy pants will sell, I guess, but those blue espadrille spike/platform hybrid dog shoes of hell should be consigned to the bottom of Mel's Hole.

I agree with you about the cuteness of the Luella stuff; when I was a kid, my mom used to wear a 'nose-veil', which is what she jokingly called it, because your nose would rub up against it and all your powder would come off. Very chic for church, luncheon and such. Also handy for camouflaging a less-than-perfect complexion. But I believe they were also just called veils. Cocktail veils? That has a nice juicy ring to it. They're fun to wear because if you unfocus your eyes just so, you can pretend it's a prison fence in the distance...

Hey, looky there, you've been hit on by a befrassy! She looks nice.