Dirty Water

Usually, on business trips, I’m stuck taking my outfit photos in my room, with varying degrees of success. Today marks the first time I ventured outside, alone, armed with a tripod and remote, to take my outfit photo in a strange city.


Blazer, Forever 21 (embellished). Dress, London Times (shortened hand-me-down). Scarf, thrifted. Shoes, Two Lips. Bag, Mossimo. Cuff, Pangaea. Earrings, Julie’s Inspiration.

Behind me is part of the Boston skyline, shrouded in low clouds.


I’m on the roof of the Wang YMCA of Chinatown. I had the whole thing to myself, so I really wasn’t quite as daring as I’ve made myself out to be.