I had thought I was getting over an infantile passion for fairies and other nonexistent creatures...but my admiration for the unbelievable has returned. I would like to flit like a fey creature between crumbling castles and wild, unkempt forests while dress in Christian Lacroix gowns... In some ways I feel an obsession with haute couture is a continuation of a childhood love of fairy tales. What else is further removed from reality than haute couture? Perhaps, I have partially traded in my fables for whimsical runway creations that still act as escapism from a reality that stings.
Outfit details: dress- Urban Outfitters, vest- gift, tights- gift, bag- Ruche, shoes- H&M
The shoes are a month old, but I haven't worn them since the very first day I bought them...until now that is. They're very whimsical and make me feel like dancing, but they're a terrible nuisance to put on. Outfit details: coat- H&M, dress- Asos, tights- gift, shoes- Zara
A Life In Escapism
"The word 'pixilated' is an early American expression derived from the word 'pixies,' meaning elves. They would say the pixies had got him. As we nowadays would say, a man is 'barmy.' " --Mr. Deeds Goes To Town
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