Last week, I waltzed into my room and found this Love Potion No. 9 sweater on my bed. I must have missed the memo that Love Potion No. 9 is actually not only a famous movie, but a famous song as well. Even my grandmother knew it. I, on other hands, saw the Chanel No. 5 bottle (made of SEQUINS) and knew that Love Potion No. 9 would be my drink of choice forever and ever and ever. I might wear this for New Year's eve, dressing it up a bit more with a black chiffon miniskirt and my white and silver Lanvin flats.
In other news, I got the Kate Spade Book of the Month clutch for Christmas! The cover of the Great Expectations version is black and grey with hints of neon pink, meaning it will go perfectly with just about everything in my wardrobe. I also received J Brand waxed venom skinny jeans — this wouldn't be that exciting except for the wax treatment, which gives the jeans a sheen that resembles leather. I'm the antithesis of a badass, so these make my dream of leather pants attainable but not completely frightening. Or maybe I'll use the leather look of the jeans as my excuse for getting in a little more trouble in the new year... I'll go to bed later than eleven and refuse to take my daily multivitamin, really living it up.
P.S. My boyfriend had me convinced that he'd bought me a pair of pajama jeans for Christmas. I was trying to figure out how to mask my look of disdain last night when he pulled a little Tiffany blue box out of his pocket — no feigned joy there. He gave me a beautiful pair of sterling silver earrings; I have incredibly simple taste in jewelry, and these were perfect. He's a keeper, no?