Photos via The Cut
This is how I’m thinking lately: I’m 46 years old, and I’m super lucky if I have that many years left to live. Why hold back about… things? For example: tattoos. I will probably have the thing for less than half my life as it is, why not hurry up about it? Another example: clothing. The transparent chiffon skirts at the Carmen Marc Valvo fashion show at the Fairmont Hotel last week called to me, and why should I not return their call?