get your freak on.

granny gangsterrrr in nylon bomber, python print tee, kitten heels and swollen limbs.

do it yourself.

doesn't matter what your hairstylist says; every once in a while cut your own hair.
even if it could go horribly wrong.

unbroken

i inherited my grandparent's armchairs.

my beloved pixar lamp

just a continuation of me obsessing over tunic + pants. (see previous post)

give me some room.

tunic + pants = all i want to wear

metal magazine + kashmiri women + abraham & thakore + the row

plenty of inspiration in family albums.

eyesore

my hair never has a dull moment. special thanks to rickshaw rides and their blow-drying skills.

aunt's old wrap skirt/ itchy glitter t-shirt

ugly-pretty. love stella vine's paintings.