Club Monaco bustier; Priory of Ten blazer; Zara culottes; Loeffler Randall platforms
Bustiers always remind me of Gianni Versace and the golden age of supermodels, so I couldn’t resist picking up this little skimpy number at Club Monaco this season. Since it’s a bit sexy — um, too sexy for me — I like to desexualize it with the clothing item I would guess most men find least desirable: culottes, the bizarre skirt/pant hybrid further improved by the super awkward flood length.
I’m all business here. Also, I’m working on my RBF — you may see a smile one day soon.