Half a rainbow.

                                 (Bra Cos, tee from Paris, jacket and skirt thrifted, shoes Aldo)
Yo yo yo sorry for the absence. I've been devoting all my time to force feeding my mum and sister. On the other hand half a rainbow seems appropriate given this schizo weather, no?
Tonite if anyone is in Paris go see The Outlines. Its happening at La Flêche d'or in the 20th. See you there

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I'm going to murder a cloud!

I love the rains. Growing up in Mumbai, it becomes part of your system. You gather at someone's house with a bunch of friends. Eat hot foods. Watch movies in bed. Aaaaah the good times when life hadn't arrived.
In Paris however I don't feel the same. Because the rain here can't make up its F*#!ing mind. If I was smart I wouldn't complain. Don't want to anger the rain gods. My mum and sister are here next week so I need all the weather help I can get.
Atleast I have this jacket to help me feel snuggly. Buttons need a major do over though. These one stink!

                          (Jacket thrifted, tee Zara Mens, jeans Zara, Boots Fratelli Rossetti)

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Golden Brown.

                                    (Jumpsuit thrifted, belt Marc Jacobs, shoes ASOS)

I've kind of had this jumpsuit sitting around for atleast a month. I wasn't sure if I wanted to wear it as a whole piece or maybe throw on a pullover and show it as pants. I decided to go with the former seeing how I need the extra sparkle with the sucky rains around here.

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Hair.

(Dress thrifted, jacket Virginie Castaway, shoes ASOS)

Tired of my face I decided to play Cousin It for today.  Didn't work out so well as my hair hid the dress. So settled and showed you half my mug. The dress is made from a towel, I think?  Hence high comfort level. Perfect for lounging around doing nothing.
And yes I know the dress is hooker length but peeps I got that under control. Bicycle shorts. And the tacky synthetic kind tooo....

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Mr. Cellophane

(Tee Abraham Will from Le66, skirt thrifted, boots Vivienne Westwood, bangles from India)


So I jumped on the pleated skirt wagon. No individuality today. Oh no sir! Today I'm Mr. Cellophane.

I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister cellophane
Should have been my name
Mister cellophane
'cause you can look right through me
walk right by me
And never know I'm there. . .

But still the skirt is cute, riiiiiiiiiiiite??? Thrifted! I'm going to do a little post soon on all the places I thrift at. I'm sure you will find some nice stuff if you are willing to get a little bit dirty.

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