Thursday, July 16, 2009

Since We're Friends...

If I really needed to call this khaki, you'd let me, right?

Such a benign form of madness. No harm, no foul. The small and the innocent are safe. All is still right when you wake up in the darkness.

I knew you'd understand.

Miu Miu via

P.S. And no I wouldn't wear black tights, no matter how embellished. This is where I'd wear the infamous metallic sandals. Gold even. Ha!

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Anonymous Jen said...

You can call it khaki, it's all right with me. Thanks for stopping by my site. Do come back again.

July 17, 2009 at 7:11 AM  
Anonymous Jan said...

If you can pull this off, you can call it whatever color you'd like.

It'd make me look like a float in a parade.

July 17, 2009 at 8:15 AM  
Blogger indigo said...

call it khaki, dammit. i'm sure this says more about me than miu miu, but, for the first time in about seventeen years, i just don't get it.

i'm all about giles for a/w this year.

July 17, 2009 at 8:58 AM  
Blogger Beth Dunn said...

Or puddy. Sometimes they call that color puddy-but call it whatever you wish! xoxo

July 17, 2009 at 12:47 PM  
Blogger Amanda said...

Metallic sandals!

July 17, 2009 at 6:40 PM  
Blogger LPC said...

Metallic sandals indeed. No matter what we call it.

July 17, 2009 at 9:14 PM  
Blogger east side bride said...

my dear LPC, you are having some serious issues with khaki vs. nude.

July 19, 2009 at 2:01 PM  
Blogger LPC said...

Perhaps an intervention is in order?

July 20, 2009 at 9:24 AM  

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