Ladies and gentlefolk, firstly, Spring is in the air, and, as a result, sprawled across my upper half in a button down like fashion. Secondly, I am no liar. So, last post, when I said I planned to inject more color into both my veins (ie life) and clothes, I wasn’t kidding, ergo the previous statement of Spring sprawling sartorialism. This sentence might seem as a setup for what should be an outfit stricken with color. But, on the contrar, albeit I’m not a liar, it is also Sunday. And I must abide by the post alcohol (whether actually consumed or not) Sunday rule that states you must dress lazily and with little effort. And if little effort and laziness were to manifest as clothing they would be without doubt, and with full authority some form of pastel. In short, laziness and Spring have consummated — the result, my outfit.
American Apparel stripe short sleeve button down. Vintage denim jacket. H&M jeans. Citizen watch. All purpose, all the time boots. Color doesn’t have to be punch me in the face obnoxious. It’s the little things.
