Sorry dear Readers, for such a long absence. I’ve been melancholy lately with little to say about fashion. In between work stints, I either had my face in a tub of Cherry Garcia or stood observing my new venus fly trap to see if it caught anything. I have no excuse and nothing to show for it.
Admittedly, said face has also been glued to the Internets on a mad search for the perfect shades to round out my new collection of mineral eyeshadows. I have nothing to show for that either.
But I did take time to try out some boyfriend jeans!
Ever since my dear friend Susan wrote me for advice on boots, I’ve been contemplating a new pair. Why should I dole out the advice yet miss all the fun of ownership?
My quandary is this: I want a high comfy boot, not western inspired yet versatile enough to style it outside of the equestrian inspired realm. The equestrian bubble soon must burst, no? The issue I take is not with the boot, just the styling that’s so popular. In certain parts of town, I almost feel as if I’m an amnesic extra in a reproduction of National Velvet. I don’t remember how I got there and I’m scared of all of these people dressed for riding horses but instead having coffee and smoking around the craft services cart. Love the look, but turned off by the mass practice.
However, I came across some Lilly Pulitzer pants that, shockingly, I fell for. Horse-patterned, tab-waisted, white and navy cropped corduroy pants to be exact. With gold buttons. And they deserve a nice high boot. They sound nuts because they ARE nuts. And the fact that I’d like to defy the equestrian trend by pairing these with high boots AND THEY ACTUALLY HAVE FREAKING HORSES PRINTED ALL OVER THEM equals perfection.
And I need a pair for some really hot pencil skirts I recently bought. And, oh hell, I’m sure to throw them over my skinnies at some point. Options coming soon. In the meantime, quick poll: