This week I've been revisiting the much-denigrated Spring 2011 Celine collection, all oxblood red and bright blue, strange bedfellows indeed but oh so perfect. I'm still feeling texture, but this time it's the contrast of a leather skirt with a simple, starchy shirt, or shaggy, super-soft fur against a well-worn tee shirt a la the olsen twins. Or even Stevie's last cover for RUSSH, an exuberant and gleeful Aymeline in winter whites with deliriously fuzzy sleeves. I still can't get this girl out of my head, With her ludicrously long tresses about the same length as mine - how does she make it work? - and her little chanel ballet flats and her mossy green sweater. And, with a new pair of boots, I've been looking to Decade Diary for tips. She says that socks poking out the top is okay. Well, I agree!
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