The longer I stare at the photo of myself above, the more I start looking like a character from an as-of-yet unproduced Tarantino movie set in the 1960s about a female assassin. The nameless heroine wears Creatures of the Wind to skulk around in the shadows of Bertrand Goldberg buildings, shooting poison blow-darts at unsuspecting Don Draper lookalikes…

Elaborate and delusional, I know. But I am the only person who makes up little stories about my outfits?

WAIT – Don’t answer that. Haha!

Creatures of the Wind skirt, Lanvin H&M necklace

thrifted Bill Blass coat, c/o Ray-Ban Wayfarers, H&M floppy hat,

Vince long-sleeved tee, c/o Ann Taylor leather driving gloves, American Apparel thigh-high socks

This skirt is everything. I mean, who else but Creatures could marry a rainbow striped tweed with a boxy print? The stripes remind me of the old cathode ray tube television SMPTE test screen, while the plaid has the most incredible early 1970s Winnebago interior meets The Brady Bunch vibe. It’s that sort of brilliant nostalgia that Creatures nails so well, season after season.

It’s also cut for a woman’s body, which I somehow woke up with one day in late 2011. Puberty just popped its head in to say oh hai thar 10 years late. Hmmmm… maybe 25 is the new 15? There’s a teenage innocence about this skirt, so it makes sense that somehow I’d stumble upon the tangent of 8th grade health class lessons about (gasp!) changing bodies. Typical.

First photograph by Chloé Akari, second by Nicole Blaje.