Jacket: Captain's Helm, Hat: Long Beach Flea Market, Top: Handed-down from Isabel (originally purchased from Tunnel Vision), Dress: Vintage
Ever since Madeline posted about "skanking" back in the good ole days of 90's Ska music, I've had Buck-O-Nine tracks playing on repeat in my head and flashes of old punk concert injuries.
The title is in reference to this song, which at 14, I played over and over while I skanked down my hallway. Embarassing shit.
P.S. They're talking about San Diego. Represent!