Thrifted Top? Thrifted Jacket? Maison Scotch, bought in Holland (can't find it online but this is the crazy version... it's shiny and on sale so I want it) Boots? Ash, Winners (here) Wristlet? Coach, bridesmaids's gift
It happens every winter. I fall into a bit of a wardrobe rut. In real life, a wardrobe rut can only be cured by Stacey and Clinton surprising you with secret footage as you eat a burrito in your sweats. With a trip to New York, a new haircut and a 'you deserve this' speech, you are ready to show off your new found style. In a fashion blogger's life, it's just a self indulgent phase where you stare at your over-flowing closet and declare you have nothing to wear. It takes all your self control not to run to Zara, throw your credit card(s) on the counter and buy the entire new collection. Because if I can't dress myself anymore, Zara can...
And then I get a grip. Sometimes I think there is so much inspiration on pinterest, instagram and other blogs that I forget that I like my style. |It always feels a bit awkward talking about how much I like my own outfit but after a slump, it feels good to say that I love how this looks. Or in the words immortalized by Joseph Gordon-Levitt, this outfit makes me feel like I am 'back in the game!' (tell me you remember that... Go to 3:27...).
*Wherein Stella may be replaced with Jentine