Bik Bok cardigan, H&M scarf and hat, Indiska tights, Din Sko shoes, Anne Christine bolero, Iris Horbach bag, vintage brooche.
I hate wasting clothes with a passion, so if I receive an ugly item as a gift or fall out of love with something in my closet, I still try to integrate it into an outfit somehow, and it might even end up looking hot. This lace bolero was bought for ten euros at a cheapo trendwhore store to be worn on Halloween where I dressed up as (savour the originality) pussycat. Since lace was pretty in for the fall, it shouldn’t have had any problem being worn except for one: I hate boleros with a passion. They are probably the most tacky, trashy (in a bad, ghetto way) garment I can think of. That, or they just remind me of some old aunt. So how do I avoid it lying around without use?
The solution was to wear it as a set of lacy sleeves under a sleeveless dress or sweater. It integrated into the outfit pretty well, in my opinion. Oh, and my camera has been acting up lately, which is the reason my face is blue. Call me crazy, but I like the imperfect colours though. They make the photos look a little… old school.