I love this sweater. I found myself having Gollum like moments throughout the day with it, like rubbing my cheek against it and making weird noises, or slowly petting it. I hope no one at work saw me doing it.
Skirt, tights – Lane Bryant / T-shirt – Target / Sweater, belt – Torrid / Boots – thrifted
I also felt a bit like a retro bad girl, like the Pink Ladies! Seriously, were they so bad? Smoking, drinking, and sex….sounds like a Thursday night.
I am not sure if I imagined it, but I felt like people kept giving me strange looks all day. And it wasn’t because I was petting myself.
Maybe they just aren’t used to seeing random fur collars out and about.
Or maybe they weren’t looks of “That girl is strange, she is wearing a fur collar,” but looks of “That girl is fabulous!”
If you don’t believe you are fabulous, fake it until you do.