combat

I've had these boots since 90s grunge was practically a statewide mandate, and for whatever reason they unvaryingly treat me like their new best friend.  I'm really drawn to the way the dirty leather construction reinforces and transforms the overall outfit aesthetic. Annnd while visiting my friendly neighborhood metaphysical bookstore, I discovered the mother of all Egyptian necklaces, which solicited one of those uncontrollably audible squeals.

(H&M tank, Forever 21 skirt, Vintage combat boots and ankh bracelet, Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses, Pathways slouchy bag)