It scares me sometimes how much I’m drawn to wearing color. I think I’ve said this before but I don’t really like standing out in the crowd. I’d rather just be quiet and sneaky than stick out. But my penchant for color is alarming and doesn’t help my case for wanting to sneak in somewhere unnoticed. In other words, I’d be a terrible spy. But I’d be a great clown. There’s always the bright side of things, right?
In other news, if you aren’t using the term ‘oxblood’ for that old worn out term burgundy or worse maroon (I shudder), then you are stuck in the past my friend. Burgundy is dead. Oxblood is the new…black*. And also I made up poppy for this color of red-orange, just in case it catches on I’d like the credit.
*I also just made that up. My validity is decreasing by the day, isn’t it?
Heels: Urban Outfitters
Tote: c/o Jigsaw London
Coat: last year Anthropologie