Poor Little Bitch Girl is deep in the throws of grief right now. I have some musings on obsessing over the fact that I was obsessing over what I wore to the only 3 funerals I've been to but, it turns out, the grief is too much today. So I will keep it simple and say this: the beloved one I lost wore -almost exclusively- black and white and so I'm doing the same.
I wish it looked like this:
In my mind it does, anyway.