NEW YORK DAY ONE
The trip from Montreal to New York takes approximately an hour by plane, so why take the road trip option that takes 5 hours more than the air way?…Easy, pit stop at Woodbury Common Premium Outlet. I’m talking Tom Ford, Saint-Laurent, La Perla, the works…all at a fraction of the price. Belinda Carlisle had probably hit up the De La Renta Outlet when she sang that “heaven” is in deed “a place on earth.” Is it overwhelming… yes, awesomely so…absolutely. You see outlet shopping takes a ton of discipline, endurance, and stamina, I’m mean serious self control. It’s not because that Gucci Canadian flag purse is 50% off that it deserves any more of a spot in your closet. So of course I bought it anyway. Store to store the bags just keep piling on, the motorcycle leather jacket that was a light option suddenly feels like a spa body wrap treatment, and soon enough the beads of sweat come streaming down. It’s time to go hard or get the fuck out. I once stated that “shopping was my cardio”…well outlet shopping is the half-marathon I was training for during those practice rounds. All that to say, it’s not quite a trip to H&M when designer collabs are released, but nonetheless it is SERIOUS.SHIT.
A Little Comfort for the Road
Urban Oufitters hat, Isabel Marant for H&M scarf, AllSaints leather jacket and dress, Celine Trapeze bag, and Isabel Marant wedge boots
First off, thank you for joining the party, hope you like it. I have no fucking idea what i’m doing, so hopefully you’ll find my lack of preparation and amateur attitude charming. I’m a goof, and often think i’m hilarious even when i’m nowhere near a genuine giggle, so forgive the references and joke attempts coming your way. Here is how it works, I’m going to document what I wear, where I am, and how my mood swings are behaving on a daily/bi -weekly basis, depending on how lazy I am feeling. I may offend or scare you, and chances are what I am wearing makes no sense. You see I’m attempting to cure my OCD with fashion. Sounds promising right? Instead of pairing my sweats with a pair of Isabel Marant sneaks, I’ll wear them with my “So Kate” suede Christian Louboutin pumps…and WILL make it work. You’ll see, YOU’LL ALL SEE! This whole “Conscience Coupable” business was created on the back of my numerous neuroses, primarily the infamous guilt that completely kills the pleasure that comes along with shopping addiction. So here is it…My first post. Oh…if you didn’t already know, my name Claude-Alicia, I have a guilty conscience.
The fuck do you wear around the house?
Look 1: Neff beanie, Stella McCartney sequin jumpsuit, Cotton Candy plaid shirt, and Chanel leather slippers
Look 2: Just Don snakeskin Miami Heat cap, H&M Conscious Collection kimono set, and same Chanel leather slippers
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