So I bought these boots on sale (that's me on the left) and I have been very excited about them all day...until I realized that they look a lot like the boots that my favorite tragic pop star refuses to take off. Hmm. Hmmmm.
At my house...
...even the dog reads Vogue.
Saturday night at Kenny's Castaways on Bleecker St.
I bought this charming embroidered fellow at the weekend antique fair on W.25th St in December.