We spent this past weekend at my country house, and let’s just say Narnia has got nothing on the Laurentians, let me tell you. The entire property was surrounded by snow banks so huge they could have sank the titanic…well if they were ice and not snow, but you get the picture. Being an extremist I kinda adore a completely polar setting over being in the slightly warmer city . It’s all or nothing, arctic or beach, that’s how I like it. Another great thing about being at our country residence is all the treasures that can be found when rummaging through my parents closets. I mean, I don’t know when in the 80s my father wore this Mickey Mouse bomber but it’s making me wish I was born back when he was badass…and wore fucking Mickey Mouse bombers. One World One Mickey…I mean come one, that shit was meant for me. Oh, and I haven’t even gotten to the good part, are you ready….it’s reversible. Your mind has now been blown. After we came back from buying a PS4 in town we took a little stroll around the property and I couldn’t help but putting it on. My father is not a slim jim but let me tell ya’, it fits like a glove…kinda makes me rethink my body confidence… Some Risky Business Posing
Tom Ford Campbell sunglasses, Vintage Mickey Mouse bomber, BCBG necklace, Equipment shirt, Helmut Lang sweater (similar), Elizabeth and James tuxedo pyjama pants (similar), Gucci Canada bag, and Ugg boots (similar).