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Yet-to-be-read Australian Souvenirs |
I recently splurged on a subscription to French Vogue. I like to think I have a reasonable grasp on French, but of course when perusing an actual periodical, it's clear how tenuous that grasp is. Nevertheless, I've reached a point in my fashion mag obsession where I can no longer be bothered with words. It seems crazy, but the reality is that I'm overwhelmed with a backlog of reading. The Sunday NY Times, monthly subscriptions to Vogue, French Vogue, Harper's Bazaar (I've recently shed Elle, as I find even their layouts ridiculous), a bookclub book, twitter, facebook, daily news sites. I cant keep up. So, where I once obtained all of my science and medicine updates from Vogue, I can no longer be bothered with whatever Anna Wintour feels I need to be bothered.
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This boot is curing me of my boot obsession. |
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Maybe this one too, but this is an incredible photo. |
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Oh, Carolyn Murphy. Perfection. |
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Now this is why you get a French Vogue sub. |
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So ridiculous, but love. |
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If I could be trusted in white... |
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Jumpsuits! |
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Can I do Weejuns again? |
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I love a contrast collar |
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Perfect Fall look |
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Longer, fuller skirts? Is this doable? |
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Fantastical |
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Paris never gets old |
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Nor does JPG |
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