As I write this, the grumpy clouds outside are crying with so much passion. That’s how I know, summer’s over. The thing is, I bought so much clothes to summer with, thinking I’d properly summer this year. (Disclaimer: Summer is not a verb.) Well, here I am, summer-less. I only got to spend a day at the beach once, at Crimson. I know, first world problems in a third world country. (Disclaimer II: You’re gonna experience semantic satiation with ‘summer’ by the end of this post.) But summer is almost the best season. Well, we only have two, so, obviously, we’d choose the lesser wet. It may be excruciatingly hot at times but admit it, everything is just beautiful under the sun versus a gloomy one.
So here it is, one of the summer wears I never got to summer with in the comforts of my lovely bedroom.
Crochet played a big part this summer. And since most of the designs are quite ‘see-through’, what’s inside is important, as well. Bikini tops would be great underneath, in fact, they’re the practical choice. But if you can’t find a good one, or you’re not a bikini-wearer like me, your good, artsy bra will do. You know, the one that we hide and bring out once a month or when the need arises. Yes, that one!
Copper top, shorts; Forever 21 bra, H&M hat