We Wear: Tutu

There's (at least) one moment in my childhood that has created major trauma still surfacing today. That is the moment I as a stubborn eight year-old decided I wanted to take ballet class. I had friends doing the class already and they invited me to come and take a look. I was mesmerized during the entirety of the class - which says something as I am and always have been more of a doer than a bystander. Not that the ballet moves and dances were all that interesting for me, it was more about the glittering, soft pink tutus that were so incredibly eye-catching. After the class, we went home and I told my mom that my new hobby would be ballet. She wasn't a big fan - secretly, I think she wished for boys that would play soccer - not in the very least because she too noticed that I wasn't all that captivated by ballet in itself as I was by the outfits. The story ended quite dramatically in me not being allowed to take ballet class. 

Fast forward to around the year 2005-2006, where I finally slightly gave into that childhood craving of mine: I bought a tutu and my mom hated every bit of it. However, it still didn't quite feel right as it was a grey one and we all know tutus are supposed to be pink. 

And that brings me to the day of today. I finally found that dreamy, soft pink tutu and I couldn't be happier. Especially since it was quite a search. Imagine me browsing Amsterdam and stumbling upon a great but rather expensive tutu. I couldn't spend that much money on something that whimsical, so I had to say goodbye to it. I was absolute bummed and couldn't stop thinking about/searching for/nagging about a tutu (insert obsessive behavior) and all of a sudden, there it was: The dream, that proved to be perfect for channeling my inner Carrie at my grandma's 80th birthday party. 

PS: This shirt seems to be one of my new go-to's. 

 Currently listening to:

The offspring
Currently craving for (fashion wise or other):
Summer!

 

We Wear: Floral pants

Bijschrift toevoegen

I own these pants for three years now and I think I wore them equally as much. They have been in my "to sell"-pile multiple times but now, all of a sudden, I am hooked. The weather lately has been quite generous with the amount of sunshine and those tropical conditions were the main reason I chose these pants over my dreadfully hot skinny jeans. I needed breezy garment that was still work appropriate. Mission accomplished! I need more of these in my wardrobe, soon! I'm also on the lookout for the perfect pair of boyfriend jeans. I've tried one of Levis but I didn't like the fit very much. Made me feel like an obese midget again. So any recommendations?

My peeptoes are made completely out of leather and I bought them on sale (80% discount!) last summer at Urban Outfitters. I spend no more than 10 euros on these babies! Best sales item ever in my opinion. And best footwear during sunny days. My apologies for not having them portrayed better. I had one picture, but I didn't like it that much (sorry Lorenz).

Mango has really done it again with this top. Remember my black one I wore to death? Of course you don't. I'm sure this top will be a new go to item in my wardrobe. I can already tell you guys it also looks GREAT with skinny jeans. But I'll try to bring some variation in my outfits so I won't bore you guys to death.

These pictures were taken at a flax field not far from my boyfriend's place. We drove past and the whole field was blue, it was so pretty! When we drove past again later that day, the blue was gone, the flowers had closed. So I guess we had some perfect timing for picture taking. Yay!

I'm wearing:

Top: Mango

Pants: H&M (old)

Peeptoes: Urban Outfitters

Sunnies: Komono

Bag: Kling

Earrings: Gift

We Wear: The better you dress, the worse you can behave

Today's outfit consists of a collision of some new and some rather old favorites. New in are the Sternum necklace that I got for my birthday and immediately became lord and master of my jewellery cabinet, as well as the rose gold loafers (another birthday present) and the soft pink leather jacket. I may or may not have been dreaming about combining these together at a moment in time where I had none of them already in my possession. Old items consists of the Titi + The German Kid shirt I bought last year (SUCH a winner still) and the skirt that has a story all on its own. 

I bought the maxi skirt at a very budget store. For those of you who know me, I definitely AM a budget type of girl, so when I say very budget, well, all bets are off. I bought it at Wibra last year and as I have friends who don't want to be spotted carrying a plastic bag from that store, I can only assume what may be going through you minds. However, no shame, as it is lovely and of pretty decent quality. Although I have to admit that as of lately I'm rethinking the whole 'budget shopping' for both ethical reasons and sustainability issues. 

How about you, do you have a guilty pleasure/dirtly little secret store you like to spend time in? 

 Currently listening to:

Beach slang
Currently craving for (fashion wise or other):
The weekend!

We Wear: Chevron Chevalier

I am as much a chevalier as cheese is fat-free but I liked the sound of the alliteration. It can be no surprise that I am wearing my pistol boots again and Sofie did an excellent job of actually getting these on camera properly. This is an outfit I wore to a dinner party where I did not want to overdress but didn't want to fade away in a corner either. I have this chevron top since last summer and I think I have worn it twice. Tops. And now I don't understand why I didn't pick it out of the pile more often because it's really flattering combined with skinnies and heels. I think I found my answer there: I didn't own my pistol boots yet last summer and these are literally the only heels I can walk in.

So what do you do when you find a winning combination? Indeed, you wear it again. So when Sofie and I arranged to meet up yesterday, I already knew what I was going to wear. Also because I really wanted this outfit photographed so I basically burdened Sofie with that task.

When we walked back towards the car after a delicious dinner and some (less delicious) drinks, we decided to take some pictures on the "legendary" steps in Genk. Also known as the stairway to heaven which leads to the parking lot. It wasn't really noticable with the naked eye but the lighting there was so whimsical! It was dusk and there was still some light coming through from behind the buildings. It was like entering a different world through my camera. What do you mean, cheesy?