to want to look like this every day. (along with, i am certain, just about every other living and breathing girl with a penchant for black eyeliner.) in fact, i’m pretty sure i go so far as to convince myself that i actually do look like this when strolling ’round the city on a brisk, leather-jacket-wearing type of day in late september. sad, i know.

hmm. and on that note, perhaps i should stop partaking in pizza and chinese food and potato chips and cheeseburgers and beer after beer each and every meal, each and every day. just sayin’.

(kate for isabel marant.)