Self Portrait/2007

Deary me.

Sometimes that’s all I have. I’m not an emotional person per se but with further lockdown restrictions in place across Scotland all because people won’t do what the fuck they are told, leaves me feeling exasperated and deflated. Deary me.

It’s beginning to feel like this will never end. Finding joy in life is getting harder and harder.

Fashion is still giving me joy, an escape, an outlet, something that can remain steady in my life when it feels like nothing else is. So that’s what I turn to. When I can, I wear a proper outfit and it makes me so happy to do it.

Last week I went all Michelle circa 2007. I was, still am, obsessed with the white lace dress and leather/vinyl/latex legs combo with leather adornments. You already know this as I’ve talked about it, and worn it, a million times over. This Self Portrait dress, which I chopped off the sleeves so I can wear shirts underneath, lends itself so beautifully to this combination of elements.

And Black Milk leggings still going strong after nearly 14 years.