new york makes me want to wear a lot of black leather and do silly things like drink kombucha for lunch. if you don't know what that is, look it up.
san francisco makes me want to wear blue denim. i usually opt for black denim, so this is a change in mood.
boston makes me want to wear things i no longer have any desire to wear- like cardigans.
d.c.- well, i have no idea. somehow black hasn't fit the bill in the past, which is problematic since most of my wardrobe is black.
i always feel at home in every city (save for tokyo, maybe, when i feel the need to cover up more) in a perfect slightly sheer white tee shirt.
new york, i love the way you make me walk with a strong gait and the way you make me want to do my hair-- really really messy; nothing too precious. if you can even call that "doing" your hair.
san francisco makes me want to wear blue denim. i usually opt for black denim, so this is a change in mood.
boston makes me want to wear things i no longer have any desire to wear- like cardigans.
d.c.- well, i have no idea. somehow black hasn't fit the bill in the past, which is problematic since most of my wardrobe is black.
i always feel at home in every city (save for tokyo, maybe, when i feel the need to cover up more) in a perfect slightly sheer white tee shirt.
new york, i love the way you make me walk with a strong gait and the way you make me want to do my hair-- really really messy; nothing too precious. if you can even call that "doing" your hair.
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