If I had a few hundred dollars laying around, collecting dust, I would own this and probably wear it every single day. While the extreme invertebrate opulence of this piece is enough to make me swoon, giddy with the thought of the fluidity of camouflage in shape and hue and texture, I can only imagine the sheer weight of the bronze. I am getting my taxes completed and shipped off this week, and I am certain I will owe some unnecessary and exorbitant fee to pay for highway work that never seems to occur and the salaries and benefits of an army of paper pushers, who shuffle back and forth amongst themselves. So, for now, this belt, a dream deferred.
(image taken from Atlantis Dry Goods)