While Lize and I can tend to hate people and get jealous cause we can't buy everything we want, we can distinguish the difference between a natural effortless ensemble and a carefully provoked one by a stylist (think Blake Lively, Lauren Conrad, Anne Hathaway, Miley Cyrus... the list goes on and on). It is irritating when girls who blow up and get a stylist are all of the sudden considered "FASHION ICONS"... I feel as though Kate evolved on her own and I respect her for that, so here is an ode to our little love.
This is clearly Chateau Marmont. I can tell from the chairs.
My obsessed collection of photos of the Chloe boots begins... It is a crime that these aren't in the rightful owner's closet. ME!
Leighton, I don't care if these ARE Balmain... you look terrible. You should have gotten the Chloe's instead.
Chanel. Kill. Me. Now.
Burberry. I wanted this so bad...
Massive Stella sweater delight.
Fendi madness. I DO LIVE FOR THIS.
Philip Lim jumpsuit. She always dresses better when she is with her beau. Whatever, I am the same way.