“exaggeration is my only reality.” // d. vreeland
though i hope today will eventually turn out to be a huge helping of hyperbole, the threat of a 40° degree day cannot go unnoticed.
it’s actually met with much fretting and even more apprehension. what does one wear exactly, for weather akin to a bowl of cream soup? how does one get comfort when the overriding feeling was that summer was thiiiiiiiiiiis close to being over and we almost got through it without much agony? also, how am i supposed to reign in this hair???
i’m at a loss. i am never prepared for this, and it doesn’t matter that the possibility of it comes every summer. the most one can do is be thankful for end-0f-season sales and hope that the swelter doesn’t come before the package arrives. it’s too late for me, but save yourselves…
➝ source : cropped collar top via 3.1 phillip lim
➝ source : aoi skirt via reality studio