one blazer two ways {1}/ price & prejudice

blazer/ Versace

t-shirt/ T by Alexander Wang

jeans/ Vero Moda
clutch/ Rianna Phillips

heels/ Tibi

lipstick/ NARS Schiap

I have done the whole 'wow look at my versatility when it comes to styling!' spiel before, and thought I'd give it a go again. 

This Versace piece was not a 'my heart got so caught up that I just haaaad to have it' kind of situation; I found it, couldn't decide, left the store in the mindset that my wallet couldn't handle that kind of cardiac arrest, drove away, and then sat idle as Sebastian turned around on the highway to go back because he actually agreed that it was something practical to splurge on. I couldn't love him more because his judgement was better than mine, and now I have a day-to-night-to-wherever-the-heck-else piece happily hanging in my wardrobe. 

Also, pink. Enough said. 

tropic thunder

t-shirt/ La Piccola T-Shirteria

skirt/ ZARA

heels/ Shoedazzle

sunglasses + necklace/ H&M

lipstick/ M.A.C. Ruby Woo

Was busy running around in this getup all day, and when we finally got the chance to shoot it, the planet decided to pour rain in all its fury upon us. My camera got wet, my hair got soaked, and I have absolutely no idea how these photos managed to come out without me looking like a scrappy puppy. All is fair in love and fashion, I suppose. And everything is better when you have a flower-covered female splayed across your boobs. 

p.s. My floor and I had sorted this outfit out a whole ago; it's perfect to have a pre-planning board for almost everything you do in life. 

eye spy spring

sweater/ Forever21

skirt/ ZARA

bag/ MANGO

heels/ Jeffrey Campbell

sunglasses + bracelet/ ASOS

In between sneezes and raindrops these photos were shot, but (sneaky) bad weather and allergies can't stop me from scouting out the most in-bloom white flora and planting my chubby knees front and center. 

But more importantly, can we observe how creepy my wrist-eyeballs are? I'm a little afraid to keep them anywhere close to me when I sleep, for fear of them giving me the death stare. They still serve as a purposeful accessory/ toy, but they are always secretly chanting "Eye'm watching you..."