It's the last day of my denim culotte run. It's night actually; a warm and balmy evening with a little breeze. When it blows, if you close your eyes you can convince yourself you're on a beach somewhere, maybe Miami or Southampton like many an Instagram feed you follow. A perfect night for a top embroidered with fruits, flowers, and what could to be marijuana leaves. It's a crop top that I bought for a theoretical bridal shower (I wanted no showers, but enough outfits for a dozen) to wear with a big-as-ballet white tulle skirt, or ideally this no-bottom skirt. I digress..
Life waits for no ensemble, and tonight was the perfect night to wear beaded top with none other than my trusty mom jeans. I hadn't worn them this dressed up, but their higher-than-high waist makes them an easy pair with a cocktail crop top. Example here -------------->
Leave it me to take the c*** out of c***tail.
There you have it folks, all the ways I've managed to leave my house in these pants, which I hope you try too.
Leather back, ain't just for sea turtles...
Shot by Traci Ling