In the deluge of fashion visuals available online, I feel that I'm slowly becoming immune to beauty. What I'd rip out of a magazine in some past life to store in a plastic "inspiration" folder, mesmerized by colors, composition and garments, is now just another photo among the hundreds I scroll through on my Tumblr dashboard (it's most likely uncredited too, so I don't even know who took it).
Girls don't rip out magazine pages any more. They make inspiration posts on their blogs.
"You're very beautiful, I think you should dress more relaxed."
The white silk collared shirt inspires me because I finally trust myself that I wouldn't stain or otherwise destroy it upon first wearing. Let's see if an appropriate one finds me in the near future.
I like to think these two photos were taken at fashion week. They're a close representation of my own imaginary glamorous fashion week attire; "imaginary" because I'm there to work, not look pretty. Fashion week is the best occasion to look pretty though, and if you're into looking pretty, you should really save the best of it for fashion week.