For those who wonder whether this girl does things differently when she is out on the town, this will set the record straight. Above, yours truly having a conversation with my late 3G tactile device (memorabilia doesn't get more poignant than this!) while in NYC a short few days ago.
My point? Why bother dolling up or flashing a little skin, when all you need is a sexy heel. And that is not a metaphor for the shoes themselves. No, I'm referring to the pin-thin points that I tottered about in until dawn. Pure sex.
I'm wearing Joseph leather leggings - James Perce t-shirt - Zara blazer - Jimmy Choo boots - Acne clutch