Fur & Scarf: Vintage/Thermal & Top: Free People/Shorts: One Teaspoon/Boots: John Fluevog

I’m not going to keep defending my inappropriate winter wear — my policy has always been to let short shorts speak for themselves. What else is there really to do — when it’s blizzarding out and you’re trapped inside all day — than try on every differently-patterned piece of clothing you owns? And why isn’t blizzarding a word? And lastly — most importantly — how do I smuggle this fur coat out of the house I’m watching when this assignment is over? 

Fortunately I’ve got a sewing machine, some magic markers, another week and a whole lot of papier-mâché at my disposal to figure that out with.