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Never Enough





After metamorphosing a pair of Old Navy poseur cutoffs, as well as an incredibly revolting pair of vintage leftovers (shown), I finagled the not so pretty into something of the neo-trashy oh so good modernization. And let me say this, while taming a near-psychotic fit of jubilation that I’ve become, somehow, blatantly fixated on these seriously destroyed, maltreated, beaten-to-death, physically battered, near pulverized, I kicked their sweet little ass tatty denims that I felt a proper post was the order of the day (err, make that evening).

Ugh... my love child camera is tired.

Comments

Bucca said…
Cute look.
Great photo's - I am terrible at self photography!
Anonymous said…
Lady, you look hot! I love how obnoxiously short those cut offs are.
Eeli said…
Love child camera? I'm scared to ask who's the father! :P

Why is everyone in this blogosphere so damn pretty! I'm conflicted: one part of me is incredibly jealous and the other incredibly fortunate that i even know someone so pretty haha.

You look lovely too. HOT i also say and so does my male flatmate. He says hi :P
Gia said…
those pants are great,your legs also:)very nice style!
FASHION CHALET said…
I just LOVE your shoes. The whole outfit looks incredibly on you. :)

Thanks for the get well wishes. Cold and change don't mix very well, at least not for me. :(

xo/ fashion chalet
Vertiginoso said…
OOoooh Yes, "Never enough" with sculptural legs like yours !!!!
Always like a silky Vertigo . . .
And these "cut-off denim shorts" are really a "Vavaooooomo/BOMBshell-issime" way to sublimate such voluptuous perfection . . . Or How to make blow a scorching wind across the Ocean !!!

A Bientôt, Antoine
Anonymous said…
Damn those are short shorts, but I can't imagine them any other way on you. You look incredible and I pretty muych agree with everyone else's comments!!
Anonymous said…
You are one gorgeous gal. Your blog is amazing and even though I just found it, I know I'll be back.
peaitlreiecnia said…
thank you so very much, i hope that one day I can be half as successful as yours

your photos all look like they belong in some fashion spread and you're very articulate. that's some high praise lol
xx
Jennifer said…
Great outfit! Love the bag!
Abby said…
You have killer legs!
I am in love with your cut offs.
you look like such a rock chick.
You make me want to work out ....! YOu look great in those booties. : )

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Anonymous said…
I agree with the other comment that your pictures do belong in a photo spread! Beautiful girl.

I loooovvvee those boots.
P.S. where did you score those boots from????
Betsey said…
LOVE everything about this outfit.
esp. that bag!
JEYQ said…
your fringe bag is just heaven.
ok, where do i start? i love the boots and shorts, love the bag.....

xx
K
Anonymous said…
I've just come across your blog. Beautiful pictures!
And I love how you wear denim shorts, you're stunning and have the perfect pins to wear em :)
Anonymous said…
How cheesy if I said Never Enough of you!

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