I totally creeped on this adorable girl at my casting yesterday. I wish I would have exchanged info and became her friend.
1. She dressed like no one else in the room.
2. She was hippy, happy, chic.
3. Her name is Eleanor, how cool is that?!
4. She rocked the most obnoxious printed pants (which totally worked for her). I, on the other hand, would look like I got attacked by a tub of Chunky Monkey, had I thrown those over my rear.
The brand is Bess NYC. Basically, they do corroded, ripped, bleached, studded stuff. Eleanor found the hippie pants with patches online. Girlll- if you remember my blog- reach out to me. Let’s be friends. Yes, I know I’m a creeper…that’s why I put it in the title! And yes, those other bitches at the casting thought I was crazy. Look at their faces in the background.
Check out her vintage saddle bag and baby boy tee. Yea….we could totes be friends. I mean, she let me take a pic of her butt, it’s almost official.