|leopard print stockings: gifted|
|skirt: river island|
This morning's conundrum was to do with the lady swimming in the lane next to me. She's quite often there in the mornings and has with her a jar of petroleum jelly. I can't for the life of me understand why. (Answers on a postcard please!)
Oh, these leopard print stockings have been languishing around waiting to be worn for what seems like forever. You wouldn't believe where they're from. Well, you will, because I'm about to tell you. Back when I was in Bestival preparation mode, I asked for these to be added to my order - inkeeping with the 'wildlife' theme, no?
But of course I forgot to pack them, so when I came back I wondered to myself, could they be regular hosiery, not just fancy dress? I decided to throw this outfit together to prove this theory.
This skirt, when I decided I wanted to focus on the colours of the top and the stockings and therefore needed something plain, was dug out of The Drawer of Black Things (so called because it contains a variety of black clothing, which used to make up my 'uniform' when I worked various bar and nightclub jobs. I'd forgotten I owned it really. I do that with too many clothes.
A relatively free evening means I can hopefully give myself some time to relax - yay.