Yesterday evening I drank a glass of whine and what happened was that when I took my weekly outfit-pictures I really got into the mood for b/w pictures, so I ended up with some funny narcissistic nostalgic-looking photos. Oh well, why not.
But to come to the story this weeks' dress is telling: Last Saturday me and my friend went to a monthly indietronic dance party called NoNoNo at the local Sweat! Club. Unfortunately it was (supposed to be!) the last NoNoNo party ever that's why the dress code said Black/Grievance. I looked through all my clothes and I couldn't find anything that looked elegant and was black on top, when I stumbled upon my nightdress I am wearing a lot. Of course it was a really awkward feeling to go dancing in my night dress, but with a simple black tanktop underneath it and my black leggings I really looked like I was about to go to a funeral.
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