“i think fish is nice, but then i think that rain is wet, so who am i to judge?” // d. adams
if it weren’t for fear of getting my hair wet – i’d be forever out, playing in the rain.
the issue is, there are only two reasons my head should be submerged into the blue – and that’s either when i’ve gone for a quick dip, or i’ve decided to give it a wash. otherwise, my mane is a lot like suede. get caught with it out in the rain, and it’s pretty much ruined for good. yet, exactly what am i to do when aprils and mid-septembers come drizzling in, every single year? get proactive, i should think.
don a mac, make like my elderly gran and wear a cap – then go stomping around in the puddles.
➝ source : stockholm raincoat via stutterheim
➝ source : check jacquard wool scarf via marni