Morning Aussie Curves folks. So it’s pink week and it turns out that I have two pink blazers, this jumper and a pair fo heels. A decision had to be made. Then one night I was wearing my new favourite monochrome outfit when I decided that I needed a jumper because it was TOO cold to be in a sheer top with nothing over or under it. While looking through my knit basket I spotted this baby and pink week was born. My outfit certainly wasn’t monochrome anymore!
So was my little nod to the Cher license outfit from the Clueless movie. How great was her skirt? I know I lusted over a sheer shirt like that ALL the way through my teens! But for this reverse copy of that outfit all I needed some knee high stocks and patent Mary Jane’s and I’d be done.
I’m not sure about you but that movie makes me very happy to be a child of the nineties. Classic. I’ve been looking everywhere ever since for just the right red party dress, don’t tell me you haven’t been doing the same. I can totally understand why she didn’t want to ruin it by laying on the ground, hot red dresses are tricky to find!
But this week isn’t about red, it’s about pink. So I slicked on my pink lippie and a little extra blush and we were on our way. As much as I love a black and white combo {and I do love a black and white combo} sometimes a girl just needs a pop of colour to finish an outfit. Not always but sometimes.
How I wish I’d picked up multiples of this jumper and saved some back ups. It’s starting to show signs of wear {as cheap and cheerful clothes always do} and I’m going to miss it come next winter because I’m pretty sure she’s not going to make it.
Are we sick of car park shots yet? I know I am. Go away winter and take your 5pm sunset with you.
Let’s Run Shirt – 17 Sundays {gifted}
Jumper – ASOS Curve {2012}
Splatterday Night Ponte Pencil Skirt – Harlow Australia {gifted}
Heels – Emerson for Big W
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Chief Blogger at Suger Coat It; An Australian lifestyle blog for women who work for themselves. Melissa is a social media consultant & lover of stripes. Most weekends you’ll find her at the beach or home on the veranda kicking back. Around here, they call her Suger. Feel free to do the same.
