In three days time I'll be making a first class idiot of myself at London Fashion Week (I still think I may have flashed a bum cheek in Milan while forcing my body to contort into an unnatural position in order to get a snap of Mira parading down the concrete catwalk (yes the sidewalk, but I like my cheesy version more). Who knows, maybe there'll be more naked flesh presentations while in London, although the temperatures mean tights will be involved. I don't want a bladder infection after all.
As 95% of the female population has been doing, I have also been drooling over leather dungarees. Of course my favourites are sold out. Everywhere. I thought the Whistle's version was a long overdue wardrobe acquisition but squeezing into a size 6 is a feat I will most definitely not accomplish. On the other hand, J Brand's skin tight tuxedo legged duo is still winking at me cheekily from my-wardrobe's shopping basket, as is that perfect pair of leather skinnies.
All possible risk of baring an inappropriate cheek would be averted if one threw on those bits and pieces detailed above. I may have to consider, if only to preserve my dignity.
From left to right, top to bottom:
Geometric jumper by Front Row Shop, Leather Skinnies by J Brand, Poker Clutch by Front Row Show, Clutch by Olympia Le-Tan, Leather Dungarees by Whistles, Loafers by Phillip Lim 3.1, Beanie by Front Row Shop, Pumps by Alexander Wang, Tuxedo Jeans by J Brand