Something a little unusual for me — particularly given my notorious preference of wearing the artist's palette over black as seen on my Instagram.
This blazer is, in fact, all kinds of wrap goodness with yards and yards of unfussy chiffon for your own perverted play. Certainly, there are no rules to the outerwear game. Here, I am wearing the pièce de résistance as a top: cinching the waist to create a silhouette, and keeping the back purposefully split into two because, peek-a-boo.
And so it must be true, c
ats have nine lives, a well-appointed black blazer has just as many.
Labels: outfit, teenvogue