"Whenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con trying to make good"
Enveloping my vampire white skin in the almost classic now black Zara jumpsuit ignited the quirky reminiscence of the anterior Smog song. To put internal queries to rest, no I am not proud of the fact I live in summery-sunny mirthful Greece and I've managed to look like a teen goth hiding in a dismal nubilous shed of Sleepy Hollow village (minus Ichabod). So in danger of being pointed at by little kids on the street as a ghostly apparition or a witch, I placed my character in a more agreeable and nifty wicked ex-con thematic context.
However, as in all tales there's always the kind fairy! The one who transforms the bleakest of nightmares to angelic dreams: Veronica and her magic wand added the quintessential dose of beauty and elegance with her generous gesture to gift her gracious bittersweet colors to my cloudline flows... Floral clear dreams around my neck and from an ex-con trying to make good I might even become someone who will soon catch some sun or yet a "robot by the river". It's all good.
Wearing jumpsuit and heels Zara, neckpiece handmade gift by Veronica from Bittersweet Colors, sunnies Quay