Vintage coat, Hanes vneck, Tyte jeans, F21 boots and rings, H&M bag.
Friday night at the Roosevelt hotel, observing the scene of fashionable Hollywood kids and washed-up starlets with Brittany and Ali. Yes, I realize it's August and I'm wearing a suede/Mongolian lamb coat! But I wasn't hot at all in it. It's actually been very chilly at night. I've been in Hollywood for the past three nights in a row. It's like an addiction. The glamour, the trash, the feeling. Sort of like a second home to me now.