Who doesn’t love a good Sex & The City marathon while sipping Cosmos? Silence.
I know I’m not the only blogger who fantasized living in Manhattan and sharing open journals as a column for print. In other words, Carrie Bradshaw was my spirit animal too. Although I’m black, gay, and male I like to think it was a close call.
Her heart, style, and grace were truly admirable. And then there was her closet we all would’ve killed for. Now I’ve said time and time again I will never go back in the closet, but her’s is an exception. The mere chance to indulge would be like walking through The Smithsonian.
Like Carrie, I too longed for a man to love, but not so much for the steady love triangles. One relation we really do share is Mr. Big. Dating an older man molded me into the person I am today. She married hers & I let mine go. Wait... Pause... I guess its not that similar after all…
Long story short this particular outfit is gender bending and I love it. It merges the world of masculinity and femininity all in one. By the way, these loafers are my fave shoes and were a great affordable buy from Zara. Love. Love. Love them.
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