Let's Ride

So maybe not the most practical riding outfit, but hey, when have I ever preached that? I'm sitting here watching the Tour de France, which is boring to say the least. I'd put it somewhere between watching paint dry and grass grow. I mean, for real, the X games are on too. If you're going to make me watch you ride a bike, you might as well do some flips. C'mon, work for it! But, anyways, this little outfit concocted itself while daydreaming about the bike's much hotter older brother. (That would be a motorcycle, kids.)I had to entertain myself somehow, why shouldn't it be with Dolce? I'm shamefully shameless to say that, were these boots left in my size, my bank account would be empty and they would be on my feet. Well, in 3 to 5 buisness days that is. Were I on the look-out for a $300 T-shirt, the Celine would be mine as well. I'd be lying if I said I didn't troll eBay for that one. This outfit would also be incomplete without a leather jacket, aviators and some studs, inverted and on a $3000 bag or no. I"ve been on a search for white jeans and these are lingering dangerously close to perfection. And what would all this bad-assery be without a killer smokey eye? Well, just not as good.I have a pension for anticlimactism. And made-up words.