This is the first time I've worn my converse sneakers since they got trashed good and proper at Soundwave in March. They turned a dusty yellow from the sandy Australian soil and one of the soles has a hole in it, siphoning in water each time it rains heavily.
It was raining heavily the day I wore this (hello, wet feet!), so, while the rest of Orchard Road was floating merrily away with a Massimo Dutti mannequin, I got cosy in a cardigan, tights and socks of a slightly different tone.
Mavis says I looked like the new mascot for the civil defence force. Well, SCDF, if you're looking for a model and are willing to pay a goodly sum for here, you know where to find me!
I may have to rethink it however, if all your hoses are as grimy as this one.
White shirt - Uniqlo. Black cardigan - Cotton on. Bubble skirt - United Colours of Benetton.
Tights - Topshop. Shoes - Converse. Necklace - Accessories.
Ring - Revelation via Epitome. Ability to balance hose on shoulder - Ingrained.
Yeah, I don't know, I look a little too happy fighting fire. All I need is a hot fireman in an ass-flattering jumpsuit and I'm truly good to go.
Perhaps a little career change is in order.