Topshop lace blouse,corset bra, and shorts,vintage fur cape,Gucci bag.
At least once a month we head south to the boy’s hometown, Brighton, and partake in a reckless night of excess. The night commences with a dinner date at our favourite French bistro, before merging with a cluster of friends at their usual pub destination. I decided the lace blouse deserved another outing, and debuted my vintage fur cape, which was acquired in Paris for less than €40. At times the best moments are too crowded, completely blurred, and ridiculously wild. Although the recovery is brutal, I look forward to a repeat session.