White Collar Cherry

Wearing a white collar either brings out the nun in me, or the school teacher. Luckily I am neither so any fear of chastity belts or whipping is ungrounded, or overrated for that matter. But wouldn’t it be fun to be a virgin again? To start all over and wonder what it’s like, be jealous of other girls (we called them sluts) who’ve gone all the way, and to feel special when a boy (in your case this better be a man!) wants to be your first? Everyone has a first time. Mine was memorable (to say the least) but I can’t share the details because my mom reads this! Haha! You, on the other hand, can spill the beans. What went through your head that last second you were a cherry?

Silk printed dress with white collar and black block heel shoes by Carven; Black knit sweater by Theory; Aqua beaded necklace by Delduca; My vintage black, belted blazer; Black and red ‘Madame’ bag by Delvaux; White frilly socks at from St Marks; Bone ‘Linwood’ reading glasses by Warby Parker.

Photos by Aram Bedrossian at RePop in Williamsburg.

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