Never Let Me Down

I love writing about extravagant fits, dressing perversely, and $450 tulle-sleeved leotards, but my financial reality and the fact that I typically wake up at 7 AM, bleary and filled with unspeakable weltschmerz, means that my day-to-day outfits are usually underwhelming, if not downright flimsy. I pull on pants that won’t chafe my crotch whileContinue reading “Never Let Me Down”