I have to admit I was a little excited to go to the Satorialist book signing. I may or may not have spent hours or days thinking about exactly what would be the perfect effortless outfit to impress a man who has seen the chicest and most interesting styles from all over the globe…. the thought of that alone was impossibly intimidating.
Although this also meant everyone else was feeling the exact same way and I could not resist seeing what they thought was an optimum outfit. The line was long so it gave some quality observation time to asses the crowd.
Two and a half hours and one book signed later it was all a wash of fashion crushes and nervous comments.
Apologies for missing a post this week, but hopefully this will make up for it
Love, Post Miss.
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