So, I dubbed these my “thinking pants” because they’re soft and comfortable for those extra long stretches of writing (and thinking) time I occasionally have to do at work. I can write a marathon in these pants, basically. Like pyjamas, except office-appropriate on a Friday.
This is the worst prettiest necklace ever. Shortly after I selfied this, another rhinestone fell out. The second one in, like, 4 wears. Not cool, J. Crew Factory. Not cool.
I know what you’re thinking. Didn’t you just see this outfit? Is it Groundhog Day? Are you Bill Murray? The answers: yes, no, and that would be amazing but probably no. Unless you are Bill Murray, in which case: hi, I love you.
Sometimes, I just wear the same things, over and over. I know you’re surprised, because I do my very best impression of a fashun blogger here, but the truth is out now. I wore this jacket two weeks in a row. It’s probably more like three, or four, by the time you’re reading this. NBD. For round #2, I paired it with my cobalt blue Minnie pants (I’ll save my rant on those for another post). And black. Lots and lots of black. Pairing blue and black always feels a little borderline to me; it could end up looking really sharp, or really slapdash clashy. I’m hoping this outfit landed in the first category.
If black doesn’t suit, brown is an option too. Always underrated.
I’ve always been lukewarm about brown as a staple neutral, but works well with all sorts of colours, including blue. And tortoiseshell is a perfect compromise, if you want to hedge your bets – with brown and black.