For Halloween this year, I decided to evoke the man I most admire (too bad I’m not much of a dancer). His playful nature, unwavering strength, impeccable fashion sense, staggering talent, and pure, loving heart may be ignored by others–but they will never be ignored by me. Not a chance.
Me attempting a dance pose in towering faux Balenciagas.
Ah–there it is.
I plan to incorporate the glove into my wardrobe whenever I feel the boogie. No lie.
I love you all.
Here’s to Michael Jackson. Long live the legend.
