The homeless people in LA live a better quality life than me. They already look better than me... with their perfect tans, model skinny bodies, and their perfect sun-kissed highlighted hair. They are so privileged. How else could you live on the beach without spending millions of dollars for that kind of view? I was leaving a nice dinner, and not finishing my meal, I got the rest to-go. Long story short, I don't eat leftovers (bacteria in the fridge is a real issue, and if you think otherwise there are tests that prove ice cubes house more bacteria than public toilet water. Fact.) However I also don't want to appear wasteful... and just throw out my overpriced meal... As I was walking, a homeless man asked me for money, I said, "Sorry, but here is some food if you'd like." He grabbed it and threw it on the ground, and mumbled under his breath, "I asked for money asshole." I should have known he was a bitch, his jeans were newer than mine. Half the time I look homeless ...I love anything with holes or that looks a bit distressed. However, to get this hobo look, it costed more than my rent, so I'll probably be on the streets in no time.
Jacket Rag & Bone // Sweatshirt and Jeans Diesel // Top Feathers // Shoes Golden Goose