just stop.

Today I was browsing the "What's New" section on Net-A-Porter and was overwhelmed with angst, envy, and greed. Actually let's replace angst with wrath and throw in lust, now I'm rocking over 50% of the 7 deadly sins. It's a cruel joke really, me looking at all of the clothes that I will never own. It's my own personal form of masochism, step aside 50 Shades of Grey.

But lo and behold sitting right next to each other in my digital widow shopping, two perfect pieces that would make up the most epic outfit to encompass my personal style! 

A Lanvin dress and Valentino shoes to make up the most "Emily Foley" ensemble of all time. Throw in a Miu Miu clutch and some of this season's Pucci jewelry, this is the outfit I want to be married/buried in.  It's sick how much time I will spend fantasizing about myself in this outfit. 


Add vanity to my sins.