I wore this look the other night the Fashion Club's second fashion show this year. As an alum, my overall objective was just wanted to wear something that would stand out. Nobody had seen me in person since my hair revolution so I figured the look should be as dramatic as possible. Sitting in the front row with a leather jacket over my shoulders and a skirt flowing on to the ground actually made me feel more prissy than bad-ass. But I think that's the fun of those types of events: you're allowed to be that girl.
Watch out Anna Wintour, I'm about to be Grace Coddington's bae.