So grab a seat (you probably already have) and let's have a talk. This is something that's been weighing on my heart for months (years really), and I just need to confront it. There's something I don't understand about fashion. *Gasp* I know, I know. Please don't fall out of the chair I told you to grab. It's now "why is this considered fashion" (I think for the person obsessed with christmas trees it would be great) or "why is this considered fashion?" (if you are trying to avoid hugs this would come in handy). No, no, no. It's "why are you not supposed to mix neutrals". Who in the heck decided that you can't wear black with brown, or navy with grey, or black with navy, or brown with grey? Well I'm here to put an end to that ridiculous misconception because this is America and you CAN. While we're at it... consider stripes, cheetah print, and polka dots all neutral as well and feel free to mix them all together to your heart's content.
Well. I'm glad we had this little chat. I hope everyone feels much freer to live their life and wear all their neutrals at once. Have a fabulous weekend and thanks for reading!
(tying a scarf is very hard ok.)
Jacket: Kenneth Cole ; Skirt: Target; Boots: Nordstrom ; Earrings: Handmade by some lady; Tights: Old Navy
I'm super excited to talk about where my scarf is from, because if there's one thing I love more than fashion (there are actually lots of things).... It's fashion for a cause. Here's a (long) exert from my sister's blog talking about the scarves.
"A friend pointed me to this project, based out of Indonesia (where I’ve BEEN–isn’t that crazy??), that empowers women to provide for their families while staying at home and enjoying them. I read the stories on the website, about these women with their warm, soft hands that touch cheeks and pour milk and sew beads and lace around other fingers. I could scroll down and see every face. Read every story. As a story-oriented person, my heart tightened and then overspilled with love for these women in homes eight thousand miles from mine. I wanted to see life like they did. What would it be like to live on less than $120 a month? To keep the children home from school because you couldn’t afford to pay for a test? To go to a stranger for money because your baby was crying and you didn’t know where the next bottle of milk would come from?