Once you're able to fully abandon the notions that still linger from childhood that pink is too cute a colour; too playful; too not for the boss lady you've grown up to be; you begin to kind of really appreciate it.
I bought this skirt over a year ago and so far, I have only worn it with black. Imagine it with white? Ewww! Bootleg barbie.
Previously, I paired it with a black turtle neck and my killer Casadei leather thigh high boots. I always just have to inject a little bit of toughness into every excessively feminine or cute look.
Here I go again wearing a pair of boots that rip off a high-end designer. Christian Dior, I'm sorry! I really am. I called up the CD store when these boots dropped to find out how much they cost. £1800, the lady said. £1800?!?! I really wanted them but would simply not be able to justify, or even afford to be honest, spending £1800 on a pair of patent and perspex boots. So, as much as my heart longed for them, my bank account just wouldn't align. A few months later, my friend sends me a picture of these and I order them immediately. I guess it's kind of similar to how girls, out of being severely uncomfortable with loneliness, sometimes settle for boys that we know aren't the best for us. Lol.
One day, I will be able to upgrade my life and have my fashion choices always align with my ethics. Sadly, not today. Even though a mere copy, these boots are still a beauty.