Friday, August 21, 2009


In the Fall there is absolutely nothing I love better than converting all of my dresses from seasons past into glorious autumn gowns by pairing them with the most decadent of tights. A certain elan is brought about by tiny threads lacing one up's leg like a wanton spider web. Braids of nylon running up one's stems like a decaying butterfly's wing. There is only one color of my tights and that color is black. Texture and pattern quell all.

From Vogue Italia Suggestions August 2009;