... and then I have to look fashionable. Since I hate all forms of physical (ok, not all forms...) training I must have something that makes me actually want to go to the gym. Hot guys in tracksuits isn't enough. So I have to rely on nice clothes. And hope that a pair of too expensive trousers will make my nonexistence ass look a bit fuller. I hope I'll gain a few pound in muscle too... It's quite irritating to never be asked to help carrying things when someone moves, just because I'm to weak haha..
Ps. The outfit is from Dires Van Noten, the watch from Zodiac and the gloves, as one could guess, from Chanel. The photo is taken for Vogue with another favoritemodel of mine, Hilary Rhoda.