I’m someone who prides herself in wearing everything they buy. Things don’t get forgotten. I have a lot of stuff – queue the sad violin my fiancé is playing after getting his space cut in half to make room for my 5 giant wardrobes I brought in when we moved in together.
And yet, my conscience is clear, because I’m not taking up space wastefully – I wear everything in my closet. Regularly.
Except for this.Continue reading “Fashion Faux Pas – Furla, you little monster!”