If I really needed to call this khaki, you’d let me, right?
Such a benign form of madness. No harm, no foul. The small and the innocent are safe. All is still right when you wake up in the darkness.
I knew you’d understand.
P.S. And no I wouldn’t wear black tights, no matter how embellished. This is where I’d wear the infamous metallic sandals. Gold even. Ha!
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You can call it khaki, it's all right with me. Thanks for stopping by my site. Do come back again.
If you can pull this off, you can call it whatever color you'd like.
It'd make me look like a float in a parade.
call it khaki, dammit. i'm sure this says more about me than miu miu, but, for the first time in about seventeen years, i just don't get it.
i'm all about giles for a/w this year.
Or puddy. Sometimes they call that color puddy-but call it whatever you wish! xoxo
Metallic sandals!
Metallic sandals indeed. No matter what we call it.
my dear LPC, you are having some serious issues with khaki vs. nude.
Perhaps an intervention is in order?
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