I would toterly wear the above outfit to the beach, suede wedges et al. Actually I wouldn’t. The shorts are Carven
, for one thing. And I am a firm believer that beach dress-code decorum should express that bathing suits and bathing suits only are permitted on sandy grounds. That said this is still a prime example of the shit, weird shit you can find me rollerblading in on any given day. The Opening Ceremony blouse
at right is super sheer so instead of rocking exposed nipples, why not rock a multi-colored bustier a la Mara Hoffman?
Though I should note, should you want to rock those nipples, you should go ahead. I’m not trying to hinder any creativity here.
Below, find more from the $pring wi$hli$t of my $oul
Chic organza shorts because though I love denim, its growing tired. As is linen. As is traditional silk. Bonus points for the bowner and fancy factor. Wear these to brunch with your in-laws. In-laws? $238 at Pixie Market
Or you can follow my lead and get a similar pair by Hy&Dot.;
They offer fun print mixing capabilities and have an air of sleek Jill Stuart
about them. $80 at Shop Nasty Gal
I for one, would prefer nothing more than to finish off any look from the lookbook of my life of with these Acne
wedges. Those nutty professors do no wrong by me. $700 at La Garconne
And finally, to shield your eyeballs from the sun, or to wear while in doors in order to properly depict the confessions of a Douche Bag: