I am bravely heading out in the world today wearing jeggings. No shirt, short or skort to cover up muffin, camel toe or arse issues.
In this final month of the Year of Denim I figure I must be fearless,.I must do all those denim looks I swore I would do or swore I wouldn’t do. Not that I remember swearing to show off my lower half in nothing but a bit of 2 way stretch.
Top: Joe’s Jeans jacket, a keeper I think
Bottom: As I said, Supre pretend stone-wash jeggings, with printed stitching, pockets and a fly
Accessory: Denim bag in motion