I had a moment.
I had a moment where I was feeling all kind of seventies boho which was brought on by the unexpected Indian summer which happened over the weekend. Which promptly inspired a flirtation with some mini bootcut jeans. The Oasis Eva bootcuts to be precise. I had a previous dalliance earlier on in the year too with some old Wranglers. Remember?
On the Sunday I wore this to a small thing birthday party :
Isabel Marant blouse, Oasis jeans, Krimble sandals
And on the Monday I wore this :
French Connection top, Oasis Jeans, Krimble sandals
Notice the "I'm a little teapot" stance I have to adopt to show you the bootcuts. Hmm.
On the Sunday, I felt okay wearing the boot cuts sitting in a kiddies soft play centre but on the Monday whilst standing in Zara amongst the young trendies in their skinnies, I felt distinctly old fashioned and a little mumsy. And then it dawned on me that I had done this look 8 years ago albeit with slightly different shoes. And even worse than that ... that I looked like I probably hadn't moved on from 8 years ago. Aargh! Part of me wonders if the addition of a nice seventies inspired bag like the below might have added a little ironic conviction to the whole ensemble ...
And part of me thinks .... probably not.
Part of me thinks why don't I look like this? All kind of laid back and cool.
And then I realise ...
Ahh ... it's because I don't have the hat. Drat!
Ahh ... I'm not Jessica Alba. Drat!
Last Note :
- This doesn't mean you won't see me in these again. Unless you slate them to death.