Shorts with tights was the dumbest idea. I was 110% against it when it surfaced a few years ago and swore I’d never partake. It’s the stupidest concept— if you want to cover your legs, wear some damn pants, or at least a skirt with tights. Shorts are for showing off your stems, period. Stop making shit weird.
In a previous life, I was also adamantly against long sleeves with short bottoms, crazy-person Heidi braids, and rings as a whole. So… apparently my opinions are pointless and I will change my mind on all styles as soon as they’re slightly outdated and less cool. Way to plan for success, Julia.
Currently wearing… Sweater, Victoria’s Secret [SIMILAR] | Boots, c/o Naturalizer [ON SALE!] | Sunglasses, c/o Gordmans [SEEN HERE] | Rings, Madewell [ON SALE!] | Watch, c/o JORD [HERE] | Bracelet, c/o paperdolls boutique
What changed my ways, you ask? A moving style epiphany? A decision to not knock a look until I try it? God no. With their bug bites, mystery bruises, and random discolorations, my legs look like the after photo for a lotion that was taken off the market by an emergency government-issued recall. My comfiest shirts all have sleeves. My hair needs a trim so updos are a must. Some guy I know gave me this diamond ring so I might as well give it some ring friends. I only change out of necessity because I am apparently a stubborn child. So. Hm. Admitting is the first step to me not caring or changing my ways. Stubborn for life, no matter how much I like these four things I once vetoed.
On a happy note, my phone alerted me last night that it should be twelve degrees cooler today than it was yesterday, which means this outfit it pretty justified. Three cheers for sweater weather, aka the end of the season where it’s mildly acceptable for people to use the word moist. Autumn is so dang close my pumpkin spice senses are tingling.
