Saturday, Sunday, Monday.................

                                                                 

                                                                       Saturday.................

Fractal-esque black and white lycra shift is packing a dizzying punch.  It needed something, of course, so I implemented a macho vent with this billion holed leather belt. Dig it!  The wrist full of pearls camouflage several injuries. Wheeeee!

Sunday...............

Embrace this marvelously magical crepe and sequin embroidered short jacket from Off Broadway. Someone was actually giving me guff regarding the padded shoulders. Well, guess what pal, the twenties through the forties wrought the most ingeniously designed clothing of that century. so there! Nothing has come close in creativity since. Dig it!

This is the ragged dress with which I cannot part so hence wear it as a skirt. I  have acute amore for the hues of this crepe fabric. Camouflaged v-neck and short sleeves appear to be worked over by a tiger. Wheeee!

That dress needs a few alterations.........

Monday..................

Extremely petroleum based dress with a frantic schizophrenic motif. I'm running with the snake skin angle in an attempt to congeal this fright.

Bone necklaces couldn't be more juxaposed. Fish one tres' plastique from Pier 1 and other by Wanda Lobito. I think it might be a whale incisor, sans cavity.

Here's the brilliant accessory that brings this ensemble full circle. Little snakeskin flats. Oh, my mind soars with useless fashion passion.