Let’s just forget about last Wednesday when I was gushing about how obsessed with the colour white I was, and about how much I wanted to wear white ensembles. While I still stand by everything I said, I must say, there’s something about being home that makes me switch up my style. Part of it is probably due to the fact that my sister wears a lot of black, so naturally I tend to dress quite similar to her (what can I say? She’s got an INSANE sense of style!!), and part of it is probably due to the fact that black is such a beautiful colour to wear, and that London at 2am has such a rock’n’roll vibe to it, that not wearing all black is just utterly sinful.
Anyway, all that being said, my shoes are kind of white, so maybe we shouldn’t all hate on me just yet.