The other week I found myself at a dinner party, seated right next to my grad school professor. Talk about awkward. About 5 glasses of wine into the meal, my classmates and I seized the opportunity to pry some juicy teacher gossip out of him—how many people got turned down, who in our group almost didn’t get accepted—basically anything that made us feel better about ourselves. But by the end of the night, I had heard way more than I wanted to.

 

“I just thought you were a lazy rich girl trying to hang around in London for another year,” he said about my application.

“Come on Alice, you know you love it,” everyone chimed in when I showed visible distress at his comment. And the more I thought about it,

I was finally fooling everyone into thinking I was a rich socialite with a bottomless trust fund

I knew they were right. I did love it. On average I usually have no more than $50 in my bank account, but I was finally fooling everyone into

thinking I was a rich socialite with a bottomless trust fund. The transformative powers of a good outfit are amazing.

 

These photos prove my point exactly. What appears to be an effortless trip to the Mediterranean coast actually involved me writing a school paper on my iPhone the entire time and changing outfits under an umbrella in the pouring rain. But because I tied a scarf around my neck, I look like I’m about to board my own private yacht. When it comes to fashion, nothing is ever as it seems.

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