“Wrap your flesh in Ron Kibble’s poetic signs”

Slip your body into a world where fashion comes to die and art is reborn! Mr. Kibble resides in the underbelly of your spontaneous soul, allowing unholy pleasure to ignite in the raw. His rough artistic work will strap you on, swallow you up, and spit you out with a genuine meaning for who he really is. Here lies a poet who strips himself bear with each one of a kind piece, made with dreamlike details for that dark horse!

What I Wore: Graffiti classic midi dress (RonKibble)

mirrored aviators by Quay (Nastygal)

metallic blue ‘Walton’ boots (JeffreyCampbell)