I like sour candy more than I like most people. I think I could literally eat sour belts or sour straws every day and never get sick of them. I'm actually surprised I don't have more cavities. Because of my undying love, I thought I'd make this post my ode to sour candy. I say this because I've caught myself waking up at 9am and having sour candy for breakfast. Now that's dedication (or addiction). This look is from this past Friday. Fishnet Fridays I like to call it. Went to class, grabbed a few drinks at the bar, went thrifting and got coffee with Lua of Le Happy, and hit up a rooftop party in Brooklyn for a friend's birthday. (<--- That sentence just felt like one of those pointless Facebook status' that those annoying girls you went to high school with post, and you're like "Why do you have to tell me about you're whole friggin' day. NOBODY CARES".) BUT, my point is, I did all those things lookin' like a grungy hooker with candy hanging out of my mouth and pocket!
Don't be fooled, that isn't a cigarette poking out of my mouth, that'd be a green apple Sour Power Straw. YUM. What better accessory than sour straws? Maybe this detachable collar or sour belts, but THAT'S IT. I thought I'd try making this look a little more feminine with my embellished detachable collar. Plus, I forgot I had it and wanted and excuse to wear it.
SOUR CANDY 4LYFE \m/