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What makes an outfit?
This seems easy. In truth it takes the basics: a top, a bottom, shoes, maybe some outerwear, and something to hold your iPhone/wallet/EOS Pomegranate Raspberry lip balm. Voila, right?
While I like keeping it simple, this is probably a little too reductive. This is especially true when trying to pretend it is Fall in the midst of San Francisco's un-PC-yet-infamous "Indian" (read "late") Summer.
Really it always comes down to the accoutrements. You have to mix and match the right accessories to achieve ideal body temperature and outfit quiche-ness. I'm advocating for you, trust me. Obviously open-toed shoes are pretty key if you want to do any sort of layering, but what you really need is a damn epaulette.
Going out at night, but it's too hot for a jacket? Wear an epaulette. Wearing joggers to work? Throw on an epaulette. Don't feel like leaving your apartment in anything more than some socks? Definitely add the epaulette--in San Francisco you probably won't be the most naked person outside anyways. Need I say more?
There are a few things I've begun to question as I exit my first quarter century, eternal type questions that one holds with them forever.
1. When did short shorts begin to look terrible on me?
2. How much expensive cheese from Whole Foods is too much?
3. Will this green juice really undo my 1 am donut binge?
Now onto the "Mom Jeans". I feel like I want to keep saying it because it rolls off of my tongue (and apparently my fingers) really nicely. Mom jeans, mom jeans, mom jeans.
Contrary to my other favorite jean, the boyfriend, the mom is its own breed of trendy denim. It is high waisted, tapered at the leg--but not too tapered. It has the softest cotton ever, and I am obsessed. Maybe its because I'm turning 25 in a matter of hours.
P.S. Don't forget to laugh!