Last weekend, I came upon this most bizarre, but most intriguing skirt in the New Arrivals section of Topshop.
After much contemplation and mild obsession, I decided that I really, really, really needed to have it and the sooner the better. Immediately would be best, if I’m being honest. I should probably already have it. Why don’t I already have it?
I’ve always loved photo prints on fashion. Though, the photo prints I wore in 7th grade were collages, and they were about as sensical as an oversized photo of a motel on a skirt. They combined blocks of cursive writing with blue leopard print and photos of the eiffel tower and were made from the finest polyester, so… You know what? If fashion made sense, only boring, sane people would like it, so who cares?