Despite the title, this is not an homage to a pre-cocain, DUI Lindsay Lohan. Well, it might be. Nevertheless, it seems like only 17 days ago I spewed about breaking the faux pas of navy and black — it was and here’s part deux (to continue the slight but enjoyable French theme). After all, as they say, rules are made to be broken so LiLo can break em.
It’s no secret — within my social circle (s, if I’m being an optimist) short sleeve button downs are met with a tad bit o’hostility. Does that stop me from wearing a navy short sleeve, cuffing said sleeves and pairing it with black jeans cut off at the ankle? Shit no. If anything, like Lindsay, I throw caution to every kinda wind.
Errthing is thrifted. Errthing is great. Except Toms, which aren’t thrifted but still great.
