Needing a cover up for every occasion these days, I often end up overlooking my faithful denim jacket.

This should not be the case my dear Shoelets.  The deneem {as we youngsters like to call it!} jacket is an oldie but a goodie.  A song by Aretha Franklin, a pair of flip flops that are still going strong 9 years after their per-chase, a hairless dog that – even though deep down he knows you think he’s ugly – still greets you at the door like a long lost friend.

{reworked denim jacket, chazzer shazzer reworked dress, m&s sunnies and socks, anthropologie booties, vintage handbag}

If you’ve got a hairless dog denim jacket lurking at the bottom of your wardrobe go turf it out.  Maybe do as I did – took it in, soaked it in a bath of bleach, rolled up the sleeves – or wear it oversized and cinched in with a thin belt. If you don’t have one go chazzer shazzer hunting they’re like moths in cashmere – everywhere!

It’s the perfect, light weight cover up for starving off these cool {bollocks} July evenings we seem to be experiencing.

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