Leo moon. Crafting spells in my castle. We’re all just entertainers. Champagne on my breath. Frank Sinatra out my speakers. Turn my crib into the Louvre. I’m in my apartment being a ghost. I fell in love with the bad guy. I’ve never switched teams, been real from the go. I’m still the girl to watch.
hipster circa 08′ sunglasses by Zero UV
black panther leotard by Closet Whore
black faux fur coat by Closet Whore
white dove swimsuit by Closet Whore
vintage Moschino motorcycle jacket by Closet Whore
photos by Worn Out