Posts Tagged ‘crazy or cute?’
Suddenly I’m feeling that moving forward, the main criteria of any sunglass purchases should be that they amuse me. Stylishly. Reasonable enough?
Part of me thinks these look like a very bad little boy went to town with a Sharpie on mommy’s best snake print shoes.
And part of me thinks they’re the kind of crazy that somehow, oddly, works. Thoughts?
My mind says not on my watch, but my heart says yes yes yes.
Combat boots? Or flat lace-up boots of any stripe? I remain conflicted, but do think this rather nouvelle punk pair from Zadig & Voltaire is not without its charms
I know, I know, I know, I know: everything you could tell me about the generationally inappropriate nature of a 48 year-old woman trying to pull off Doc Martens I have told myself already. And why I’m fixated on this rather bold 20-eye model completely eludes rational thought, but I wonder. Are any of you out there with me?
This pair by Fiorentini & Baker probably belongs more in a category that fashion magazine copywriters would refer to as men’s haberdashery, and has as much in common with an oxford as they do a boot. Making them the most refined but least statement-y choice. What with elegance being refusal and etc.
I am the last person on earth to embrace a western trend, but I have to say: this totally works for me. Thoughts?
A leopard windbreaker. Half of me knows this is so loony it shouldn’t even be up for debate. The other half wonders how I’ve lived so long without it.
Clog granny boots. Inspired union or unholy alliance?
The very notion of them goes so entirely against my nature I can hardly believe I’m even throwing this one out there. But occasionally, when something you’ve never particularly liked becomes a trend—and very styish people embrace that trend with very successful results—it can suddenly start looking quite appealing. I’m liking pairs on the slouchier side, in monochrome palettes. Please do weigh in.
This pair from Theory is pretty elegant, don’t you think? And like I always say, you can get away with a bit of wild pattern if the cut is clean enough.
Total double jeopardy: printed and parachute. And yet—even as I worry that they’ll add significant width to areas that are already quite wide enough—I’m liking. Nuts?
Now I think these, with their ever-so-vaguely batik print, are just lovely. And the high waist, although terrifying to me, grows things up just a bit, don’t you think?