I’m not actually a Park Avenue Princess.
I was born in South Jersey and raised on…Long Island. Yup.
But let’s move on from that because I initially wore this outfit right before Halloween, and, while I would never refer to an outfit that I’m wearing as a costume per se, it’s thought-provoking to note that when sauntering around the city in a pair of blanket soft leather trousers and a wool/silk blended Gucci scarf, noticeably flummoxed passerbys seem to sum up who I must be in the same way that they might if I were to affix a pair of glistening green wings to my body and prance through the streets summoning the spirit of Tinkerbelle. And that’s perhaps the greatest and the most unfortunate aspect of fashion — it’s enmeshment with assumptions of personal identity. You can assume essentially any identity you wish you just by slipping into an outfit – enjoy <3