Okay, you guys, I promise that this is the last time you will see this hat on my head. This week, at least. It has not fused with my hair and become part of my body--yet. I just never want to take it off. Also, the lighting is pretty weird in these photos and makes me look slightly jaundiced, so please disregard. This outfit came about because I wanted to wear my new H&M tights and I wanted to get a little crazy with patterns while remaining relatively neutral. Success?
(striped dress/hat: h&m; herringbone jumper: bargain boutique; belt: goodwill; scarf: plato's closet; necklace/socks: gift; sweater: stolen from parents; boots: seychelles)
I'm not sure why I have a evil devil look in my eye in all of these photos--probably because I was trying not to squint into the sun (I squint so badly it's practically a handicap). Or maybe I'm just a vampire. I hear vampires are cool these days.
Speaking of devil death stares, last night I went to see Black Swan with a couple of gal pals. More on that in a minute...