LunaLore is a carnival queen with an unringling charm, rocking a look that’s as playful as it is glamorous—and maybe I did think she was going for a Ronald McDonald before I saw the skulls on her chest, so perhaps it’s a little bit deadlier than heart disease, the clan that she’s a part of.
Her outfit is a a sunny yellow jacket with buttons that are unbuttoned and ready to show off everything with the right swing. But I also quite enjoy the fact that she’s not wearing anything else. It makes for easier access whenever she has to reach down and play. It’s a bit more of a NSFW clown show than I’m used to, that much I know.
Whether she’s juggling her charm or clowning around, LunaLore has got all the punchlines and none of the pie—unless it’s on face.
cow hugger | plant daddy | definition of a hot mess
