I feel like I need to apologize for this outfit, you guys. Not for wearing it — it’s wholly inoffensive, after all — but perhaps for putting it on the blog. It’s probably not very blog-worthy. Truth is, I loved it. I loved wearing it. I didn’t get compliments or turn any heads (and definitely didn’t set Instagram on fire), but I had a spring in my step all day nonetheless. If I was still chasing that “effortless chic” ideal, this would be my version of it.
The sweater is a recent thrift find, scored without a label. I bought it because I adore this shade of blue, and the wool blend was incredibly soft and luxurious to the touch. It’s nothing fancy, and the RN number eventually revealed it to be a Banana Republic piece. It will get a lot of wear, assuming it holds up. The pants are my absolute favourite, by T. Babaton. My current obsession is tracking down this (unknown) style so I can buy a back-up pair. I love the cropped length and the slouchy, tapered trouser cut. It feels much more elegant than the Sloans I have worn religiously the last few years. Sadly, I have not had any luck in my quest at the thrift store. I have my eye on a similar style on the Asos website, and it is taking a good amount of self-control not to pull the trigger on it. Looking back at this outfit isn’t helping either. If you guys have recommendations for a good cigarette pant-trouser hybrid unicorn, let me know!