Isn't it magical how you can escape into a world that only movies and picture books describe with a simple draping of fabulousity? To think that just minutes before putting on this lewk, I was just another gal in sweats. But here, now, looking back, I was e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. in knit and fur and suede and leather, oh my!
I've never been about the clothing itself. I've been about the fantasy of the role you can play in each lewk you create. Throw on a turban and you're "global". Throw on a cat-eye frame and you're "retro". Throw on a perfectly constructed fur and you're "regal".
Throw on a a pair of sky-high Alaia heels? Unstoppable.
After all, confidence sometimes shines brightest through a semi-sheer knit dress in the coldest of winter months...
Photos taken at a private residence (ok, mansion) in Pacific Palisades, California.