Pops, knobs and English teachers aside (I defy you to find a more random/wrong sentence than that!) as boring as it is, I am a massive fan of neutral colours. Blacks, greys, beige, navy's...if it's neutral, it's got my name on it. Neutrals are safe, easy, effortless (we all know that effortless translates to: I'm a lazy bitch, I want to shove something on without even thinking about it) but sometimes you've just got to break it up a bit, add a 'pop of colour', break the mold, or in my case...try not to look as if I'm off to a funeral.
Cue a poor attempt to add some colour into my life, weird tights and roots to rival the whomping willow (shout out to Harry Potter...I am so cool!)
'Reppin' Austin Powers with the floral print. Feel free to punch me in the face for just writing 'reppin', that word is never acceptable. Ever, ever, ever (getting Taylor Swift in on the act now!)
Cropped Jumper that was definitely not desinged for windy days: H&M
Skirt that was also not designed for the wind, resulting in many 'Marilyn moments': Primark
Gilet: New Look
Boots: so old I genuinely don't even remember where they're from, and the name has rubbed off. Yeah, that old!
So there you have my pathetic attempt of 'adding colour' to my all black outfits. I might not be giving Lady Gaga a run for her money yet but, I have just bought a neon yellow shirt. I know, where is boring beige Elle, and what have you done to her?!
Hope you enjoyed this post everyone, thanks so much for reading! Oh, and said neon shirt I'm sure will be featuring in a post soon. There's a climax and a half for you, I bet you're all hanging off the edge of your seats.
If Carlsberg did sarcastic comments....