On this particular afternoon where I wore this out to brunch, mother had asked why I was wearing my jacket this way. I understood her concern: We were en route to grab casual eggs on toast, and my coat was not exactly behaving like, well, a coat.
But I'd like to think my commitment to slouch is real. Here, my coat was to purposefully fall off my shoulders, and while it seemed to everyone like I struggled to find my hands underneath all that glorious denim-like fabric, I was really quite comfortable with how the entire outfit played together. That, and a healthy dose of double denim is always appropriate.
After all, we know the blues are on winning form. It's true.
P.S. Thank you for all the super birthday love on Instagram
– can't believe I'm finally 21 and so ready for Vegas, heh!
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