I was rummaging through my scrapbooks and found this stunning editorial shot by David Slipjer.  Those portraits alone are beautiful, but the ’60s mood with the perfect fringe à la Jane Birkin and that certain je ne sai quoi exude a dose of innocent sexiness that I’m totally feeling.  And I know Roberto Cavalli can be a little bling-y and not of taste, but holy cow can he make a smokin’ evening dress that steals the show in all its bohemian and decadent glory, kinda like the first one below.