This skirt should be classified as a "standing only" garment. Doesn't matter that I take time to starch and press the darn thing, as soon as I so much as bend over, it's all for nought. But I love the color and shape and the exposed bronze zipper down the tush, so I wear it anyway and try to ignore the inevitable wrinklage.
I'm naturally a matchy-matchy kind of dresser. My brain just doesn't comprehend purposeful clashing. I've tried, really I have. I just don't have it in me. But I don't want to be too matchy. Monochromatic color palettes are like therapy for my stylistic eye. Especially lately, with all the pretty pastels on trend, I like to pair them with their bolder, saturated color family member.
Cardigan: Eddie Bauer, thrifted
Shoes: Kensie, garage sale