On the other hand, wearing one or two sizes too big is not really a good idea. I always used to do this - jeans, blouses, shirts, dresses...nothing was ever fitted, and in terms of modesty, I suppose that's understandable. In high school, I was allowed to wear halter tops and short-ish skirts (nothing with plunging necklines or anything riding up my thighs, of course) but even now, when she wants to buy me something, my mom still buys me clothes that are one or two sizes too big. I don't think it's on purpose - that's just how she tends to think. Her taste is fabulous and on-trend, but often times now the fit isn't right. At some point in the past few years - after living on my own - I finally realized that no, I'm not growing any more, and I want things to fit. S. also pointed this out several times in the past. If your pants are slipping around your waist, they probably don't look good, right? I was never in hugely baggy outfits or sloppy clothing, mind you, but I never wore anything like this, either.
|Dress: Banana Republic|
Clutch: gift from mom
Sunglasses: Maui Jim (hey, it's bright)
Nails: Dior Silver Lake
Excuse the sass, S. was saying something snarky.
Bonus to dressing up on a whim: S. decided I looked like I needed to be taken out on a date. Impromptu lunch date!