Hangovers present a special problem for fashion kids: besides twisting our heads and dragging our feet, they also make signature patterns a dizzying ordeal.
Thus, I couldn’t quite focus on this Goyard tote on Saturday night, because it made me want to fall over.
Of course, that could have been because I was imagining its price tag, its contents, or, perhaps, its secret supplier on Broome Street?
[MEGAN MARRIN - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]
at first sight – i thought it was some type of designer ballet toe shoe….but I am hung over too.
if that’s the case let a girl know!!!
i wanna wallet!