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Disappearing lizards

Anytime I'm able to wear ridiculously taut, black skinny jeans in 90 degree weather while climbing about jagged terrains riddled with reptiles, I sort of begin to feel elatedly triumphant.

(Forever 21 tank and chain bag, random skinnies, mishmash of new and vintage jewelry, Diane von Furstenberg snakeskin chain belt, Pour La Victoire spiked heels)

Comments

Alice Lee said…
cute combination
love your jewelry, best blacelets :D
Vertiginoso said…
Mmh Mmh Simply Because there is a Fearless "Fetish Adventurer" who is kindly slumbering on you, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes !!!!
Warmly Hope you're Well Dear.

Amicalement, Antoine
Anonymous said…
Amazing as always! Love your bag and your shoes!
xx

http://theminetteissue.blogspot.com/
I Love those turquoise bracelets!
love the jewelry- amazing

xoxo,
F

lekisskiss.blogspot.com <-- Texas gal bloggin fashion from NYC!
anons said…
gorgeous bells!
Michael said…
Your blog is amazing. You're absolutely a stunner dear!!

Kisses XO
Birgitte said…
love the outfit
The jewellery are amawing! Love silver necklaces

Xoxo Birgitte

http://fashionaccordingtobirgitte.blogspot.com
carling said…
the shots are stunning!
love the bag:)

Come to see my pics from last week photoshoot on the roof:)
http://thefashionreflections.blogspot.com/
PHOTOS DE MODE said…
great look!!
Frankie Amelia said…
i love this outfit, you look hot!!!
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xxx
Love the bag and the shoes!

Daisy Dayz Home
Such a cool outfit..I got a pair of shoes similar with yours lovely!!
Susu Paris Chic said…
Lovably funky dear Bella!
ediot said…
great shots darlinG! and i love the latest post too- made me crave daiquiries and melon.mmm

xxx
Celina said…
L-O-V-E your style!!
ilikestuff said…
Oooh, new header? Mama like.
Anonymous said…
fuck Bella your body!!
Anonymous said…
you should be a model beacuse you look like one and other bloggers..well you should be one!
just saying. xox
Frou Flu said…
Beautiful photos... and Beautiful Bella:)

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