The only thing that will relieve me from this cycle of pain is Meadham Kirchhoff's Topshop collection. Chances are that you've probably already heard about this amazing undiluted love child of my favorite insanely brilliant, cotton candy, whimsical, frilly sweet, beautiful-magical, fairy puke, unicorn dream that is Meadham Kirchhoff will soon be available to mere mortals like myself. The collection (which made its grand debut today) is based on a fictional band invented by MK called the Cherrys, that’s a bit Marilyn Manson, a bit Kembra Pfahler, and a bit Spice Girls. The collection was designed so you can embrace every unique, colorful side of you that is ever shown by Meadham Kirchhoff. There’s Cherry Blossom (the girly girl), Cherry Pikka (the rebel), Cherry Cherie (the quaint, sweet girl), and Cherry Satanika. Um.. I think I’m in love.
Pastel Puke - faux fur, floaty nightdresses, dreamy silhouettes, flurfy cotton candy, lips and eyes
70s mishmash - dark red, bright rainbows, funky prints, stars, embellishments, rocker heels
Which Cherry are you going to be?