At the bottom of my Closet

The seemingly ever ongoing project of cleaning out my closet have even surpised me. Look what I found today. PVC trousers (actually property of Sister Sweden) and a top that I might have used once. Don't really know when to wear this - never is probably a good response. Soon I feel that the photo of Emma project need some assistance, need a second photographer so I can get some shots of my whole body at once. That Sherman should perhaps have tried the "cleaning out my closet" art project instead.





And then, as so many times before, a boy is trying to steal my time infront of the mirror, my spot light, my attention. But he is suupaa kawaii.