Since I've worn wellies the last three days to tromp through puddles and wade the slight rivers flowing through the streets per melting mounds of snow - I see no better time than to approximate my spring lewk. I tend to do this thing where I obsess over a key item or element and then roll with it until I've collected so much of it that I never want to look at them again. (Last spring/summer for me was vests) Ready? You ready? It's fringe, which you probably could have already guessed.
This fringe Junya Watanabe fringe tunic is everything + more. I'm still trying to construct my thesis on layering fringe - mainly because I've never delved into such ambrosial territory. These sandals are Valentino, they remind me quite a bit of Isabel Marant's Elvis Sandal, accept better because hey fringy fringe. Pair them with these silk Acne shorts. (I saw them in the flesh at FiveStory the detailing is impeccable) High-waist denim shorts they're a staple. Okay, let me explain this tunic - or more so the idea of the tunic. Two days ago I went to study at a coffee shop and ended up at my favorite vintage/consignment shop. How I ended up there is irrelevant, I found this sheer, faded, patch-work grey and navy tunic. It's hand made and label less, but it features this collar - more like floaty flap of fabric that can be folded down as a faux sleeve or folded up to moonlight as a scarf. I basically plan to wear it now until forever. It's a physical manifestation of the dress of my dreams.
Any who, enough about me - more about my spring lewk. Other than fringe, I'm also loving mix printed paisley, this dress has a real ruffly skirt which I'm always about, it is Suno. I buy the same gold aviators every time I lose the same gold aviators, and I'm taking that as a sign to stop buying gold aviators. These floral sunglasses are semi-printed and from first glance I thought they were a pink speckled tortoise, they're not. I'm still romanticizing the idea of being a clutch girl and please picture this Shourouk clutch with the Watanabe fringe.
The other day my dad instructed me to not spend all my money at Zara. This occurred right after I had spent all my money on vintage thrills, just kidding sort of. But his questioning me about Zara, only prompted me to refresh their new arrivals page and voila. These Zara sandals remind me quite a bit of Marni, with their wide fringe, and chunky soles. Perfect with point blank everything.
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