[Vintage Black Crowes t-shirt + Michael Kors lace-up boots + old college-era cutoffs (vintage? ha.) + Vanessa Mooney necklace and bracelets + excellent clay-filled ice pack.]
Yo, I wore another rock tee. This time, to a concert. I noted, post-concert, that I had sort of dressed like a pirate hooker by accident, but another fogey at the concert assured me I was “flossy, and had it goin on” so let’s just roll with it, shall we?
[Black Girls at Balliceaux, RVA.]
The ice pack is included because I slept with it wrapped around my dome piece, on account of 900 Brooklyn Ales. So good when it hits the lips.
Actually, I slept in everything but the boots, for that matter.
Boom town.
-C.
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