I always feel a sense of a pride every time I master a new skill. In America, people pump their own gas tanks (is it New Jersey where they don’t? not sure) so naturally, pumping gas is something that is absolutely foreign to me. Until my gurl Rumi taught me how to do it during our quick jaunt to Austin. The act of filling your tank with something so dangerous and lethal is something that is so scary and fulfilling at the same time.
Sunglasses from Yves Saint Laurent, fur collar from Adrienne Landau, shirt from Dolce & Gabbana, jeans from Acne, bag gifted by Bally, shoes from Givenchy