Fleece me
Yes.
Yes I am wearing a fleece that I found on a chair in my kitchen.
So? Sue me! I LOVE IT! I love it’s brandlessness, it’s colour, its size and its warmth. Β Apparently it is my flatmate’s aunties that she was lent last year and I have managed to nab it for me sen. Β I can imagine that you thought you would never catch me in a jacket that people wear for orienteering or car park control at festivals but I have fleeced before {see here} and I am a sucker for making practical wear look shit hot chic.
{found fleece, gifted shirt and bag, vintage skirt from hk, umbro socks, lacoste brogues}
Due to the fact that I was not wearing jeans, a joomp or walking boots – I done my opposites my Shoelets! – and with a little rolling of those sleeves I rocked out in my fleece and felt snuggly warm when the rains came.
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