…But that was retail, I scored this little hooker on sale, so make that $320. In any case, my purchasing this skirt spurred an idea that evolved into a blog post and here you have it, The Ambiguous Investment Piece. Ambiguous because, is a piece of clothing that ultimately doesn’t function as black outerwear ever really an investment? By the rules of this site, absolutely. While in store I thought: bright yellow taffeta mini skirt, tough. Weird, even. But when I remembered Spring runways and the resurgence of taxi cab paraphernalia, the notion of pairing yellow with, say, burnt orange or grey or a muted hue of any sort rendered a sense of longevity. After all, from a school of take risks, we’re still playing it fairly safe. And on that note, it’s important to remember another note: Miu Miu pouf is a recurring collection theme. It’s a buy now, wear forever tale as old as time, so below find a couple outfitting alternatives.
The Ambiguous Investment Piece
Salute the skirt in a casual environment: paired with a thick knit, t-shirt, opaque tights and lace up booties of the amazon or refined variety, you’re sold on a day time look that likely deserves four to five days of outfit repetition.
Deciding whether to wear one shoe of each or pairing up the old fashioned way is ultimately up to you. I will say this though: why wear one shoe style when you can wear two? The best thing I ever did with a gift card was buy these steel toe freaks. They’re really steel, it’s self defense at its finest. That aside, limping is very right now, people. Onto look number two, only it isn’t photo’ed. Remember that peewee sized birthday party bullshit recap? Skirt city. You can opt to click here to see Miu Miu engaged in sartorial formalities. Never mind if you don’t though, it may disturb the flow of our proverbial run of show. I wasn’t kidding about the burnt orange, though. Holy rhyme. And on to your third alternative:
I call this one: eighties prom queen meets well endowed biker boy, good at sports and also defying the lines of heterosexuality, fornicates, adds Alaia. And on that note, I’ll just say the southern ankle happenings were but another fantastic sale squandering compliments of The Outnet. I’m really running with this peplum thing, eh? I’ll spin this one to function not as a casual or formal look and instead just let it suffice as premium fashion conquest. Without even a mouth, the black and orange on the tulip skirt practically ask for a sunny pick me up.
Then the hidden gold sleeves induce a terrible wink and shot gun at all of you. Call me? Maybe? Calculate cost per wear based on this post and figure you’ll have worn it at least twice formally, thrice casually, and once a peplum. All photos by Naomi Shon.