Some Shmut got published in Grazia through her boyfriends idea of photographing her in dady's new outfits for his spesh girl. Needless to say she had more money than style.
But its forced me into dressing even more like a twat/extravagant/ flamboyant (please tick) for a less than average day in the office. My friend accomplice and supervisor has named it Sharp Dresser. Sharp being my surname.
Heres one taster outfit.
Customised silk scarf, McQueen at Givenchy Vintage Jacket, Silk pencil skirt Reiss, CK tights, Melissa/Westwood shoes. Most of this stuff is secondhand, thirtdhand or homemade. I never pay premium my dear!
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