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If Ellery and Rosie Assoulin are joint first place for their flair for flares, (CFDA advisory) you gotta take a chance. My seamstress previously warned me against balloon-y flared trousers at all cost due to my height and discounted genetics of a 6-4 proportion (life's no beauty contest), so obviously, I didn't think twice greeting those Reformation flares with a head full of ways to centre them into my staples. Well, true enough I did figure out my seamstress's point. As long as the flares don't go too wide--an inner dome enough to hide your kids and hide your wife--you are good to commute without further mockery. The dramatic flares may be exclusive to models but thankfully, my pants were more of a narrowly defined trumpet fit than anything. For the Go Big option, I'd advise you step it up with a Heel Immersion Programme, uh, five inches and up. Kelso might just give you a double take.
On the other hand, I'm quite in disbelief that I found that wardrobe workhorse... wait for it... that perfect white tee. The slouchy, stretchy, breezy type that made me extra cautious during my hand-to-mouth actions for fear of tainting its threads with blasphemous goo. This marks the end of my treasure hunt and the beginning in my shameless pursuit of white tee recycling. This Summer, Rachel returns as #Basic Rachel.
Zara Leather Booties -- similar style here, Reformation Leaf Pant, Céline Trio Bag in Navy, Karen Walker Number One Sunglasses, The Fifth Hard To Beat T-shirt, Moschino Bracelet (worn as a choker)
Shots by E.C. Ong