spot the difference
we'll stick to the backstreets
well how do you know if you don't try it?
the girl climbed out of the comic
September dressing is wonderfully schizophrenic, yet simultaneously, it's a pain in the ass. As the season's clash, so do our wardrobes. But looking past the sweaty betty black tights legs or chilly bare shoulders, the whole thrown-together thing is bitching.
Embrace the hot, cold, hot, cold sweats.