In my dreams, a spokesperson for BARBARA í GONGINI comes to me and says ‘Katie, we think you’re cool as fuck and want to give you one of every item we make. We’d also love for you to review them on your awesome blog.’ Then I wake up, realize it’s not real and that it’s back to the bobbled New Look dresses and holey band tops. I’m much obsessed with their new jogging selection and feel that if I had these, then life would be pretty damn near perfect.
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 