And thus, my word I have to eat:
Dress: Dangerfield, Tank top: Bonds, Leggings: Cotton On (damn sale!) Shoes: Steve Madden
It started when a weekend trip to Singapore and a quick pop-by to Cotton On yielded leggings on sale. Self-control I have for many things, but a good bargain isn't one of them. It actually took me almost two weeks before I even considered incorporating them into my wardrobe. And you know what? The cotton material, which is a God-sent in sweltering heat, beats the harsher fabric of denim. I still tread very carefully where leggings are concerned (I compulsively checked to see my dress was not riding up the whole darn day!) but am a little more receptive to the phenomenon, that I am. I have failed you and the manifesto, Chaz! But I promise, my leggings will never be mere pants.
Anyways, I felt so darn guilty about the whole thing, I indulged in tights the next day.
Top: Thrifted/Benetton, Tank top: Bonds, Skirt: Forever 21, Tights: Online, Shoes: Some shop in Malaysia
Bag: Dorothy Perkins
At the end of the day you just can't go past good ol' tights.
And look, new bag (which is the closest I'll ever come to a Chanel in the next ten years at least)!