Shirt: c/o Foxcroft | Pants: Tahari | Ascot: Belonged to my Dad | Watch: c/o WatchCo | Bracelets: Nordstrom, had forever, JewelMint | Shoes: MICHAEL Michael Kors "Flex"
Some outfits are lost in translation, especially when it's a rainy day and you have to take your pictures inside and a wet dog decides to shake out her fur on you as soon as she comes in and you chase her down with a towel and she heads into the dining room but as soon as the camera starts going she decides to run into the picture and a four year old runs after her and a light bulb blows as a flash goes off and... well there's always a story behind a photo shoot and this morning's shoot was harried, ridiculous, and honestly these were the very best photos where I didn't have a completely exasperated face, a bit of a blonde tail or a blondish-brownish head or a mud puddle. But in real life, the outfit's far cuter.
And the outfit started with NYDJ Haydens and new heels and it just felt wrong. Switched to boyfriend jeans and these phenomenal shoes from Naturalizer and it seemed too exposed for a rainy gross day. So I just went with an old standby, my Tahari Hazels and favorite comfy black pumps. This shirt is still too boxy and strange (and the collar seemed to pop during all the commotion), still on the lookout for a replacement...
