I’ve been a long time fan of the leather jacket but only a recent owner (as a fashion student, the $$ didn’t exactly roll in. Funny that!). So you can imagine my excitement at the purchase of a biker-look real leather jacket which featured just the right amount of crop and crinkle. Immediately countless potential outfits ran through my head. It was the perfect piece. It was going to make all my girlie dresses and outfits that little bit edgier. It was going to make a plain-jeans-and-tank outfit so much better. Just as my Country Road boots made everything I wore jump a few notches on the cool-scale, I just knew this jacket would make everything I wore look so off-duty model… which I am not!
Now normally my faded blue ripped skinnies and CR boots combo is so perfect that it doesn’t matter what’s on top. So much so in fact that I normally pair them with a plain black or grey sweater and let the bottom half do the talking. So in my head, throwing on the new leather jacket was going to make the whole thing look so chic it would hurt.
Now is prob a good time to mention that I attended a wedding this weekend just past. A wedding for which I painted my nails black (a little tradition of mine) and dyed my hair two shades darker. When paired with a hot pink cocktail dress, black opaques and ankle boots it was all quite fun. However, when paired with my ripped jeans, boots and new black leather jacket… well it was just far too biker-chick than chic. Which of course I didn’t fully realise until I had left the house and was half-way down the street. I couldn’t even bring myself to top it off with my aviators (small stupid habit, I pair them with everything). Devastating. But happens to the best of them I guess. Am not giving up, just having a bit of a giggle and trying again tomorrow! X
Oh Lily, is there anything you can't do??
