My Chloé satchel and a farting cat
Chloé marcie satchel | Shirt borrowed from W | Cue peplum skirt | Topshop socks and sandals | cherri bellini necklace | H&M gold rings | Santa Monica arrow ring
I will answer everyones burning question first. Yes, that is a cat farting hearts on my finger. Nothing says kawaii than a cat, some hearts and some harmless body emissions. Well I do like getting in to the spirit of things, and crap all over your finger nails is apparently the cats pyjamas here. I do also plan on adding to this collage. Another day, another post…
Farting cats aside.
This is the debut of the new love of my life, my Chloé Marcie satchel. Something in me is drawn to saddle style cross body bags. I would like to put it down to my excellence and diligence at horse riding but we all know that just isn’t true. Perhaps it is because I have not yet reached the stage where I think I need a sleek and womanly handbag, in black. The tan is still young, the shape is still relaxed. I relate to Chloé’s ethos of effortlessly chic. Relaxed yes, but hiding somewhere in the floating silhouettes, feminine. But for now, as a youngin’, I can only be inspired by Clare Waight Keller’s collections.
This is also my attempt to geek up this beautiful Cue skirt (who knew it could be done?). A seemingly anxious, yet accidental, perfectly colour matched bag and shoes. Socks gingerly paired with sandals. Please, dear reader, now picture the anorak I initially had on before the sunshine won out, maps and tickets tucked into handy pockets and a camera swinging proudly from my neck.
Stay rad
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