KNIT. VINTAGE CHANEL.
JEANS. ACNE STUDIOS.
LEATHER SNEAKERS. CONVERSE.
Several years ago I got hit by the nude-fever. Hard. (Hey hey! Many around me did too). Nude was the new black, which I had fairly agreed upon and so did my wardrobe. Nude was my ev-ery-thing and ev-ery-where. From my coat to my socks I thoroughly believed nude was my match made in heaven (being a blonde and such). And though black has taken its prominent place nowadays, I still find my comfort in wearing my nudes once in a while.
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