the young and the braless: The chase for lace

I know lace is something you try to abstain from wearing during the winter, but, like, honestly who gives a sh*t. Lace is cute and sexy and sophisticated, all at the same time. Like, today I, chi$, wore a hot pink lace (oversized, like, XXL) doll dress that I bought at an artisan pop-up shop in Sarasota, Fl during Xmas for FIVE DOLLA$$$ (!!!). And I coupled this cute/sexy/sophisticated-seeming dress with beige lace leggings that:

literally

nothing to keep me warm in New York's damn cold non-snowy winter. (For example, this afternoon, just before dusk, I went to the skatepark (lol, i know) with my boyfriend, Güs, to blog/text/watch him skate (cause i personally have a nice time just sitting there at the park, skater-watching) and low-n-behold: I WAS COLD AF. Like, literally wished I had worn warmer clothes, but

ultimately,

it was my choice

to chase lace

in 43 degree weather.

And you know what:

I was still feeling myself.

And you know what else:

I sucked it up.

Cause, with fashioned beauty, you pay your dues (all the while trying to stay calm & collected in order) to maintain appearances.

Or, why in the hell would you care about your looks in the first place? Furreally.