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        fur clad


        Repping fluffy in faux fur doesn’t suffocate me as much anymore. Who would’ve thought autumn would sneakily creep up on us a week late?





        Shiro Izakaya 
        150c St Georges Terrace, Perth
        Dishes like the agedashi tofu, yellow tail carpaccio, and prime beef β€” purely average. Moreover, service was downright disappointing, the waiter was pushy with my order and bill when the evening had barely commenced. I had been looking forward to paying this space a visit, but shan’t be returning. 


        (Prada tortoiseshell sunglasses – similar here and here, Faux fur shearling biker jacket c/o Chicwish, Turtleneck sweater and faux fur skirt c/o Front Row Shop, Box clutch – similar here and here, Ankle strap heels – similar here and here)

        The last time I was attired in faux fur, I had eschewed blanketing my frame in the imaginary mane of an imaginary animal till winter insinuated itself in my good graces again. But blame my senseless ache of pining to be mistaken for Yeti when the majority of Australians are probably still embracing tan lines and barely-there apparel β€” not a bad thing, of course.

        Well, to autumn.

                  
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        Willabelle
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        March 6, 2014

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