My first memorable Erin encounter:
Vogue Australia. December 2007. Bondi to Byron. I so clearly remember trying(dying) to find an occasion where rocking Cavalli jeans, tousled hair, a hat and not much else would be appropriate. Still waiting for that day to be honest...
...if the day never comes there at least needs to be a short, sheer, figure hugging (somehow skank free) lace with no lining moment.
Fine. I'll settle for a bangin' NYC loft apartment.
It just doesn't seem fair!
Photos: Erin Wasson by David Mushegain, 6th Annual Teen Vogue Party, The Selby