I love that this skirt is so flimsy, yet still manages to uphold a rather respectable pleat.
Y’know that feeling, when a certain colour calls out to you from the dark/ clutterdness of one’s wardrobe? When it probes at your senses and somewhat impertinently demands to be worn? When it grabs you by the throat and shakes you to your very core, forcing itself on you, in a perhaps-not-so-unpleasant way? Kay, just me then. Blue held my hand today, and it was nice.
Shirt: H&M once upon a time