Punk's not dead, it just went pop. Blonde's not bleach, it just got fucked. The friday night blondes. Being wild, being bold, being bad. Vampire child. I'm laced up for the night. With my 6 inch platforms, fur and black hat, the only thing missing was a basic tee. The UK brand, Black Score, hooked me up a few weeks ago with a packaged full of catchy sayings and good material. I rock these tanks with my basic leather pants for class, and pant-less for nights out. They're the perfect gift for the chic Brooklyn-babe in your life. Get on it. Be about it.
big liras + harness by Jeffrey Campbell
gold skeleton hand by Pray For Paris