Blouse, vintage. High-wasted trousers, H&M. Belt, hat, both vintage. Watch, Cartier.
Why I decided to brave the madness at the mall, I don't recall, but when I was walking by all the chain stores, I remembered how much I am disgusted by the majority of spring fashion. It's all khakis, poorly-cut trenches, and icky mom-florals. Thank god for peoples unwanted secondhand clothing during trying times like these.
