Black is not a colour I wear often. It’s never really featured much in my wardrobe – even when I went through the obligatory teenage goth phase, I mixed my black skater jeans with a purple glitter corset and floral hair corsage (seriously). I’ve always found the shade to be more drab than chic and although some – like the very stylish Jazmine – can pull it off perfectly, it’s just not my thing.
But… there are some days when only black will do. Usually these days involve some sort of wardrobe crisis, a fashion malfunction or a general feeling of enormity. On these days, a black shroud is most welcome.
Skirt c/o Next, Forever 21 jumper, Primark long sleeve tee, ankle boots c/o Sarenza, Emma Fox bag via TK Maxx, Miss Selfridge ring, wooden necklace via charity shop
Okay. So I’m not exactly ‘shrouded’ in black. But this look was the result of a few too many outfit mis-hits – jeans that made sausages out of my legs, a blouse that gaped at the chest, fussy accessories, an indecently short dress… after a lot of fussing and faffing, I pulled on the printed skirt and a black tee, threw a black jumper over the top, whacked on a necklace and called it a day.
Do you ever have days like that? What do you wear when all else fails?