Last night in desperation I taped my inspiration to the doors of my closet, but I feel there´s still a piece of the puzzle missing, and I am feeling stuck. I don´t even know my theme. All I have is a few bits of fabric and no idea what to make of it. I´ve searched high and low, but the answer is probably, like in a Roald Dahl short story, right under my nose (under my nose there is nothing but beige carpet (what does that mean?!)). Time to stop thinking about 2003 I guess. Tips?
Madness from Louis Vuitton 2003. I still love this. This is pushed far enough.