New York Day Three
I’m an addict of the worst kind. The ones you see in twos and are disgusted by, the ones who’s joyous highs are never-ending and make you want to dig a hole and die. That’s right all, i’m a total love stoner. It felt only right for our three year and six month anniversary that my fiancé Peter and I do it up in the most romantic, epic, and cheesiest way we know how in the great city of new york…on broadway, to see romeo & Juliette no less. The poetry of Mr. Shakespeare makes this universal tale of impossible love the ultimate romantic drama-dy, and I lived in every single rhetorical apostrophe. No lie, I was moved. Then at the end of the show Orlando Bloom auctioned his shirt to the highest bidder which sort of ruined the mood, I guess any shameless behaviour is acceptable if done for charity. I digress, I am completely in love with being “unconditionally and irrevocably” in love with my best friend. I cannot wait for that day where we celebrate our love story’s birthday by vowing to each other that we will be partners throughout this crazy adventure, forever and ever, and to make it official, seal it with a kiss. My greatest accomplishment in this life will always be, being the kind of woman that makes him love me…
Powa’ Of Love Suit
Lanvin for H&M jacket, Lanvin love necklace, Jacquie Aiche body chain, Alexander McQueen bumble bee ring, Marc by Marc Jacobs suit, Louis-Vuitton leopard clutch, and Chanel oxfords
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