There’s something about a crisp men’s oxford, classic Chuck Taylor’s and a fun fedora that screams weekend comfort to me. And this weekend, it was a good one for me. I got plenty of Christmas shopping done, got laundry done (finally), and spent quality time with the boy and the pups. It was kinda perfect if you ask me, and I’m really upset it’s come to an end. Oh Monday, how I loathe you.
For the last month or so my style has done a 360. Lately I’ve been gravitating towards simple, relaxed ensembles and shying away from, dare I say it, mixing prints. Arm parties? I’ve declined to attend. A blingged out collared necklace to polish off a look? Nah, I’ll pass. I don’t know what’s gotten into me, it’s like I’ve become a different person.