Big Shirts, Little Comfort
(a new/old sartorial love hurls me back in time with a start)
(a new/old sartorial love hurls me back in time with a start)
Every look I find myself drawn to this season revolves around a shirt. A shirt you’re drowning in. The sleeves dropping far below your actual fingertips. Like most things I’m drawn to in fashion, there’s some sort of nostalgia in it.
My earliest memory comes from a photograp…
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