What I Wore: Brunch
I like this outfit a lot, and I promised you would see it again, and here we are.
I also like this shirt a lot, despite the fact that it’s paisley and pink, which sounds terrible but isn’t. And I like this pairing of pale pink and burgundy, which reinforces my belief that burgundy is the new black. Here’s an indoor shot to get a better look at the colours.
Also, polka dots. Lots and lots of polka dots.
Oh, and sticky toddler fingers on my dress. Of course.
What I Wore: Here and There
In news that will surprise no one, I bought this blouse because I fell in love with its print. Florals. Of course. This particular iteration reminds me of the painting on Russian matrioshkas, which remind me of my late grandmother, which makes this a more sentimental attachment than usual. Yet, I’m torn, because I’m actually not sold on the fit of this blouse on me, specifically in the arms. The sleeves are rather puffy. My arms … don’t need help in that direction. But, oh, the print! Indecision time. I think I’ll give it time to grow on me (it is a summer top, after all), but we may have our first contender for next year’s clothing swap. Already. Let’s chalk it up to the risks of buying clothes online, on impulse.
What else? I almost forgot my necklace, probably because it blends a little too well with the blouse. I think I want something similar but with a more modern/edgy vibe and a longer chain. Suggestions, hive mind?
What I Wore: To the Mall
Another reason why I love Boden dresses is that they are super easy to layer under my omni-present J. Crew sweaters; the colourful patterns give me lots of scope to mess around with various versions of “colour soup” – a.k.a. throw a bunch of colours together and see what sticks. This time, we got turquoise and dark burgundy. Yum?
Can we talk about my hair, again, for a minute? For one thing, I did not set out to have these bangs. I started with cute little side-swept ones, which grew out; I tried to remedy the situation by cutting them myself and … here we are. Straight and uneven, reminiscent of the radically sloping blunt bangs my grandma gave me when I was 5. They are driving me crazy. The other thing driving me crazy is my continued failure to master the sock bun. I got one of those mesh thingies and everything, but every attempt seems to be worse than the previous. I feel like I’m regressing because I’m pretty sure I used to be able to do this. The side view is truly tragic. Le sigh!
