Nasty Gal Runnin' with the Devil Dress (similar, similar), Aldo Black Strap Heels (similar, similar)
Recently every clothing item in the world has decided to featured low backs, no backs, and cut-outs that reveal everything but the kitchen sink. What does this mean? It means I've delved into the world of pasties and I'm never coming back out. I know I've talked about my nipples before and the topic of nipples doesn't really warrant a second mention, ( heck, I shouldn't have even used the word nipples three times already in this post) but there really is something in wearing pasties that brings me such delight.
Maybe it's the freedom of going braless and having some sort of magical secret that no one else knows about as you're strutting around town with stickers on your boobs. Pretty sure I was sprinting around the resort on New Year's Eve just unknowingly winking at strangers to tell them, "I'm wearing pasties but YOU'LL NEVER KNOW."
But enough about that; the main point is that these pasties let me rock this bad ass dress...a dress that was so bad ass that the Gods above threw up their hands in celebration and threw down an epic rainstorm only minutes after (hence the gray skies and insane winds). Hallelujah!