Grandma approved ghetto bling paired with a grandma approved floral print blazer. This outfit takes me down memory lane where, you guessed it, my grandma used to stuff me into various maxi floral print dresses coupled with a matching backpack in the same horrific print, Mary Janes and a pair of white, wooly tights (see awkward looking child on the left). I think it was more a desperate attempt at trying to make me look cute because my bowl cut and World War III tooth situation probably a) rather created confusion about my gender and b) made me look as if I escaped from one of those disturbing family home videos. The fact that my parents now state that it was "popular back then" makes me question whether I should have ever started liking the glorious decade of Spice Girls, Backstreet Boys and rollerblade birthday parties also known as the 90s, or just started hating my sister for looking cute back then and still looking cute now. But then again, it is all mostly thanks to Mr. Wang that the 90s became aesthetically acceptable again and Celine and Stella did take the whole traumatising aspect out of flower prints for me...
I am wearing a Zara blazer, a Stussy t-shirt, an Anton Heunis necklace, Zara jeans, Isabel Marant trainers and a Givenchy bag.
P.S. I'm off to Scotland tomorrow until Sunday evening so see you there!