Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Feathery Blade


Etoile Isabel Marant sweater, Rag & Bone jeans, Isabel Marant boots

This is another one of those random, secluded places I stumble upon at school.Thanks to Conor, the idea of pulling down a couple of these feathery branches from seven feet off the ground and fanning them out across my face like samurai blades was an, um photographically unique experience. However, I denied his suggestion of going into the mangrove-like bushes behind me in fear of either falling into some inconspicuous ditch or getting my floaty, delicate sweater caught in the straggly accumulation of leaves. By the way, I am pretty much convinced that this sweater is alive. It sheds. It seems as if a cat poked or rather shredded holes into it. But I love it nevertheless, and that's what sets it apart from your average knit — a good, unconscious slash of a cat's claws here and there.

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