Sunday, May 2, 2010
Sometimes it's difficult to tell where winter stops and spring begins
An impromptu closet decluttering has unearthed a couple of hidden gems (major punsex). I got both the leggings and the skirt almost a year ago and somehow they negotiated their way to the back of my closet, tags and all. However, in the year since I've bought them, sequins have become ubiquitous, to say the least. Forget that they're in the Going Down sections of faux-glossy magazines. I'm not going to throw away the contents of my closet just because a worshiper at the altar of Alexa Chung (who I do like btw) tells me they're outdated. Partly because I can't afford to but mostly because I know my own mind. Mostly. I'm confident that the skirt is one American Retro slouchy white t-shirt, one flat black ankle boot, and two bare legs away from being "a look" (?) for me. I'm having a harder time with the leggings though. At the moment, they're screaming (more like whispering loudly) winter at me but I'll persevere. They're simply too sparkly to be ignored (for any longer).