Bleak Friday

When writing with writers block, naturally there is nothing more to discuss then the mere of presence of said "writers block." I suppose I've been feeling the same elephant in the room when I stand in my closet lately *picture Cher Horowitz screaming out frustration in a battlefield of tartan and shoes, also, welcome to my wardrobe* My mother decided to lift me out of the rudder this week by offering a vintage pink jacket to my trousseau, which I gladly snatched up. I accompanied this with all white (I'm trying to expand from black, our relationship is rather toxic and my lint roller is tired...) and fun platforms. Oh, and how could  I forget my men's sport socks to keep my 80's jacket feeling vogue?

Jacket - Vintage Mother's

Typical Blogger Skort - Zara

Socks - Adidas

Shoes - Vagabond

Thanks for tuning in loves, see you next week! Xxx

Resurrection

I've struggled to find a heart-wrenching excuse for my 3 month absence, so I've decided to fall back on the average teenage bluff for why I was so utterly consumed: Textbooks. With the BS out of the way, I would like to look at this return as something valid, not just another check in and out, but perhaps as a resurrection. A bit extreme? Undoubtedly. Fashion is exaggeration. Now to the point of all this - my outfit. I chose statement pants and point toe heels to distract you from my malapropos midriff, and finished it off with a turtleneck and shopper. With that said, thanks for checking back in loves! Xxx

Top & Pants - Thrifted

Shoes & Bag - Zara