…if I didn’t have so many Christmas gifts to buy.
It’s lush, it’s leopard, and it’s undeniably, unapologetically luxe. I’ve never seen my favorite animal print done so elegantly it looks more neutral than statement. I’m practically salivating over this new-season Max Mara. Four thousand seems reasonable for a coat, right? What mortgage? What gas? What groceries? My heat may be turned off, but at least I would have this to stay warm.
Hello, cat-eye. Aviators best suit my face, but a girl can dream—can’t she?
I could care less about skin care trends; I’m just forever in search of the perfect serum until I find The One. In this case, however, my complexion aesthetic so happens to align with this “glass skin” phenomenon—so yes please, I’ll try anything that boasts an IL that just might lead to dewy, even, and perfectly pore-less baby skin.
I’m not physically equipped to handle weather below 55°F. My natural instinct is to hibernate, not brave the outdoors—which is why that oversized Max Mara coat looks especially appealing right about now. I live for spring, thrive in summer, and if I’m forced to bundle up in my (puffy Costco) coat and still freeze, I deserve to at least smell like summer.
I haven’t made any effort to take care of myself—and now that I’ve officially decided that I’ve let myself go for far too long, this uber tech-y, super nifty body scanner seems like a solid investment in me. A 3-D scan? Ten different measurements? Body fat percentage calculations? Sounds helpful.
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