Claire is wearing a gold necklace with leaves [charity shop], long denim skirt [charity shop], teal and black and white striped top [H&M, from a friend], white sports socks [Puma, from Sports direct] and white creepers [charity shop].
Covadonga is wearing a pair of animal print plazzo trousers [vintage shop].
Gone in a more classic and refined direction today. I say this on the basis that I'm wearing a stripey top, which in my mind is classic and classy. The three-quarter length sleeves are perfect for this weather that cannot make up its mind, until I was walking through the park and the sun suddenly decided to make an appearance (but this top is cotton, so my sweat glands and I could breathe a sigh of relief).
A dark berry lip (I sound like a magazine) I think class-i-fies an outfit, seems more mature than red; I mean for a start as it's darker mistakes therefore are easier to spot and it's got greater stain power and needs a steady hand.
Finally my skirt is doing the mileage, as it's denim it goes with nearly everything, it's just the shape can be tricky. I had some serious tucking in today, and even then it did that thing tops where they become baggy at the back: you think it's all fine, checking yo'self in the mirror, then you turn profile and see your back has gained an imaginary couple of over-spill-pounds. Yet more re-arranging. In the end it's easier just to look like a can-can dancer and lift all the skirt fabric up and desperately yank the top down. Just be careful you don't then expose your bra in such efforts.
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