Because one has, after all, responsibilities, and one has, after all, a deep love for information, here’s what my silk blouse outfit looked like in situ. Or, in medias res, if you prefer. All archaic phrases welcome.
Also, I have blue eyes.
- Blouse: Vince
- Pants: Dries van Noten, 2020
- Shoes: Jimmy Choo, 2013 (similar, with higher heel)
- Necklace: Unknown enamel artist, some century that is not this one. My mother’s, and possibly a grandmother’s but that provenance is lost in the sands of time
- Earrings: Hiding in my hair, decades old, similar here
Pants in a jacquard weave; necklace features a drawing of two people with strange limbs and random headgear. At the very least, for me, the level of visual interest/texture is constant across the whole outfit, flap and sheen, ornamentation, squiggles–like a musical rhythm. Enough. It’s just clothes.
But, clothes that work for me, to use a phrase not yet archaic. Comfortable, casual in construction/luxurious in materials. Such is the way.
I hope you have a wonderful weekend. May we somehow find peace and concurrent justice.
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