It’s so nice to have the light for so long now… but the sun is fickle, there and gone again in seconds. I found this belt last week and remembered it originally came with some Abercrombie & Fitch jeans. I wore those in the early years of high school, but I’ve never been a fan of belts with jeans (had a tendency to wear long shirts, what’s the point?) so I never actually wore the belt. I think it’s doing pretty well here repurposed as a decoration over a skirt.
This shirt is new, too. The flowers remind me a lot of henna, which was on my hand pretty much all senior year of high school… this is just throwback day, isn’t it? I tried to wear the henna shirt with jeans at first, but the bottom is really big and looks much better under a skirt. I might try belting it over jeans next time and see if it works out. I’d love to have a little more versatility with my clothing.
Anthropologie shirt, Abercrombie & Fitch belt (off an old pair of jeans), J.Crew skirt, Seychelles shoes (on sale at Zappos but none left in seafoam).
Hahahahaha, I definitely hated wearing belts with jeans, too. There was no point, even though I bought so many pairs of jeans BECAUSE they came with a belt. You live and you learn.
that abercrombie belt is funny because i’ve recently re-discovered my belts from high school. some of them are quite dreadful, but others have made it back into normal rotation. anyway, the light in these photos is absolutely perfect!
Oh, let me tell you, I found a silver chain belt with flowers on it from Limited Too… I love sunset light and I happened to get these photos just in time!
The light is fickle – but I’m glad you caught it, because it looks wonderful. Sometimes I find odd ball things like that leftover from high school. It’s funny to wear something you’ve had that long. I dont know why it is, but it is. I almost feel sad if an outfit doesn’t incorporate at least one new thing.
I know what you mean, it feels like I’m putting on a long lost part of myself that doesn’t quite fit any more… it’s an interesting feeling. Sometimes I love old things, but sometimes they’re not right any more. Too reflective of who we once were, perhaps?