For Halloween, I want to be Diane Kruger, but I have no idea where I’m going to dig up a socks-less Pacey:
As for the rest of it, I just need to steal this (amazing) dress from the Chanel store and magick myself into those spectacular Germanic genes (and ergo, into his OH YES I DID). In all seriousness, though: this dress is a killer. It’s what I’d wear if I had a giant clothing budget and a bunch of fancy holiday parties to attend. It looks like it goes well with champagne.