Clutch



What I wore:
Jacket: J.Crew (2010)
Top: American Apparel
Jeans: J.Brand c/o Lucky Fab 2011
Booties: ModCloth
Beanie: Brixton
Where I wore it: To the office
I've always sort of liked the idea that on a bad day, a swipe of red lipstick is the magic wand that instantly transforms, erasing sleepy eyes and a grumpy expression, rendering the wearer fresh-faced and...somehow French? Yeah, a nice thought (a thought drilled into our heads methodically by magazine editors everywhere), but for me at least, it's going to take a lot more than lip color to turn things around. On days when I'm running abysmally late, this particular top paired with pretty much anything is what I turn to-- seriously, if I posted what I wore everyday, this blog would just be called Julie's Blue Denim Shirt-- the swipe of red lipstick was simply my latest attempt at achieving that effortless je ne sais quoi.
I think the black knit cap is the real magic wand here. Throw on a black cap, and no one can see your bed head, or even your messy eyebrows if you pull it down far enough. Like "yeah, I slept through my alarm and I need a coffee". Or at least that's what I tell myself.
Jacket: J.Crew (2010)
Top: American Apparel
Jeans: J.Brand c/o Lucky Fab 2011
Booties: ModCloth
Beanie: Brixton
Where I wore it: To the office
I've always sort of liked the idea that on a bad day, a swipe of red lipstick is the magic wand that instantly transforms, erasing sleepy eyes and a grumpy expression, rendering the wearer fresh-faced and...somehow French? Yeah, a nice thought (a thought drilled into our heads methodically by magazine editors everywhere), but for me at least, it's going to take a lot more than lip color to turn things around. On days when I'm running abysmally late, this particular top paired with pretty much anything is what I turn to-- seriously, if I posted what I wore everyday, this blog would just be called Julie's Blue Denim Shirt-- the swipe of red lipstick was simply my latest attempt at achieving that effortless je ne sais quoi.
I think the black knit cap is the real magic wand here. Throw on a black cap, and no one can see your bed head, or even your messy eyebrows if you pull it down far enough. Like "yeah, I slept through my alarm and I need a coffee". Or at least that's what I tell myself.