inspired by ester, i went digging through my sock drawer on a quest for lace tights (i’m pretty sure i have some… maybe?). in my search, i came across these beetlejuicey striped beauties i bought a while ago in a stripper-supply store.
i am wearing them with a tee from a local vancouver line called government. it’s got a huge print of napoleon on the front.
the only problem with this outfit is that the tights are actually thigh-highs and wearing them garterless, they kept slipping down below my hemline. running to class this morning, i looked like a hooker in a tim burton movie.