Friday, December 27, 2013

V e g a s bay-bea

It honestly is the city that never sleeps. It is also the city to get away with pretty much anything. In Australia, I'm of age to drink, enter casinos and buy alcohol, but not in America. Yet, I still managed to go by unnoticed on the Vegas Strip drinking straight out of a bottle of Captain Morgan's Long Island Iced tea. So with a bottle of that in one hand and half a kilo of Candy Corn in the other, I asked myself what I was doing with my life.
Anyway the weather was fairly pleasant during the day, but nipple chafing cold at night. The visual is horrible, I know.

Windsor Smith cut-put booties | Zara white collarless shirt | H&M Plaid trousers |  Oxford Leather biker | Urban Outfitters Kimono | Bardot Boyfjeans