Sunday, March 7, 2010
Someone needs to tell her...
... that she's wearing the sombrero all wrong.
Aw, I'm just joking.
Seriously, this is the look for me.
I can't tell you how many times during my childhood I would make "face-frames" for myself.
You know, apparatuses whose sole purpose was to call attention to my round, shiny face!
The dog just got neutered? "Let me borrow that cone for a second, I'll be right back."
Mom got a new set of colorful place mats? "I wonder if those are wide enough to frame my dome piece..."
... I don't know, something about the drama of surrounding your head with eye-catching frippery just called out to me.
It made my bathroom-mirror editorial shoots just so much more Vogue-worthy, in both the Anna Wintour and Madonna sense.
Thank you, Jean Paul Gaultier.
Your check is in the mail. (Except not.)