Top: Zara. Skirt, handbag & belt: Topshop. Tights: John Lewis. Wedges: Dorothy Perkins.
So for some, monday monrnings are miserable days speant drowning ones sorrows in a baggy tracksuit and cardi uggs; (eww) for some it's an excuse to pull a sicky and waste beautiful womanly features in a baggy top which is very much reminicent of a dustbin bag. Where is the spirit ladies? We were put on this earth to show-off our stunning pins and live life as a walking picture(at least I was, haha) so I must admit how upset I feel by the lack of confidence and effort women indulge. Monday mornings are sometimes a pain in the arse for me as well as the world's majority, but who's to say we cannot change these obstructive statistics.
For me, the key way to start the infamous monday is to walk through your door in a statement outfit. Yes my feet were absolutely spawning for a foot massage after a reckless night out with the girls, and no need for the pitter-patter; we all know it's cold outside, but who gives a flying monkey about the cold weather conditions when it comes to fashion. I may well be a crazy lady who would rather Vogue for breakfast than a slap-up English breakfast(ok, you've got a point ha), but i'd rather be the Louboutins of the party than the Sketchers; thats for sure. I wore this outfit to Uni today and will team it with a clutch bag and some killer jewellery for a birthday dinner later on tonight. But please ladies, stop taking the the safe flight and enter the danger zone! I'm not asking you to bungy jump(though it would give you an amazing adrenaline rush), all i'm asking is that you fashion frenzy your wadrobe and take it to the streets!!
Sakaynah x
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