I finally joined the cult of Martin Margiela. 

These little P.E. coach at Coachella sandals are somewhere in a cargo plane making their ways to me. I went with tan although I am kind of obsessed with the grey ones on lagarconne. 

I have this weird thing where when I think about something random, a week later it happens. So last weekend I heard Tanlines in Montauk, enjoyed the show, came back to Miami and was wishing I could see them again, there they were in my face on a poster for upcoming shows at Bardot while I waited to use the bathroom at gigis. I love it when that happens, which is all the time, that was like the 3rd time in a week. I'm a witch I think.

So July19th - Tanlines.