Alert the nursing home. I'm 20! ...Shit. No longer a teenage stylist. Finally got myself some street-cred! To farewell my teenage years I decided to celebrate in these sequinned Sass and Bide party pants - although, the boy-in-the-striped-pyjamas reference stuck pretty much all night. Strutting down the harbour with the wind in my hair I realised how 70's my outfit looked. The plunging V neckline, slightly flared pants, platforms and waved hair - disco ready! It should have hit me the first time after the lady at the alteration place aka my BFF asked if these were my dancing pants. ...They aren't. I can imagine them with a crisp white tee and metallic sneakers - or if I'm lucky/rolling in money those Isabel Marant ones in black and white would be perfection mmmmm. Alternatively, I can't wait for the weather to drop a little and toughen the look up with a cropped leather jacket, the pastel yellow Acne one would be divine, or any kind of Acne leather really. Again, I leave this blog post dreaming about beautiful pieces I simply can not afford - why do I always do this to myself? Ahh signing out. I have 6 bags of mens clothes I need to style for the Hype DC/Shubar shoes shoot I've got on friday. Over and out.
|Birthday suit includes: Staple dress worn as a top, Sass and Bide 'The Righteous one' pant, Sportsgirl wallet/bag, Beau Coop wedges, YSL ring and Illariy cuff.|