The lower east side clique, crystal skin and polished hair. Sipping champagne outside from a crystalline glass. They dressed like the dolls they were, one raspberry sweet, one tiffany sea-velvet blue and the other dark. It worked, with straight hair and pouting lips, they stopped tourists and the frenchmen gave them flowers. But the best part? They could trust each-other. Through boys and countries, and crying, and coasts, they'd always be close.
samantha is wearing a topshop dress
natalie is wearing dolce vita platforms
rachel is wearing a "the furries" tee