(cardigan: YSL vintage + rest: thrift store)
Just came back from the Perro Del Mar Mexican bar where me and Black used to hang out as 14 year olds. A dirty little place at Sunset with a stuffed alligator hangin from the ceiling with a huge joint between his teeth. The bartender used to help us with our lab reports and drive us home after our eyes where blinded by the bootleg Tequila he kept 4 his preferred customers. Like Danny De Vito that used the place to get the kind of drunk that wheren't suitable in the garden parties of the hills.
But today the place was totally cleaned out. "Genuine mexican bar since 1892", special price on Corona but no sign of Black.
TODAYS OUTFIT: searching for heaven