Sometimes I worry about how I’m presenting myself online and the disconnect between my online self and my IRL self (I blog about Lanvin when I’m wearing a ripped tee and ratty leggings, you know?). But then sometimes I realize that there are more important things to worry about—like what I’m going to eat for dinner and why my bangs have decided to go helmet-like.
and then email me at con.×.firstname.lastname@example.org with your stories of when your online and IRL worlds collide. Anything goes!
Also, this outfit is what I’m usually in when I’m blogging about fashion. And the tornado of stuff behind you is a small corner (the cleanest, actually) of my disaster of a room.