right now, i think i have a pretty unhealthy relationship with my wardrobe. it seems to have stemmed from when i had underpacked wardrobe-wise in marrakech. i literally went shopping for warm clothes the day i got back, like somehow i was trying to cleanse my wardrobe for being so awfully unprepared for cold weather. like, what have i been wearing for winters past? well, if instagram is anything to go by (and, it is. for now).. i was in cardis for 11 out of 12 months last year. there was one exceptionally warm month where i had bare shoulders and tuck-shop-lady arms, but besides that, i have a pretty solid dress+cardi regime. since my return from the (very) north of africa about 2 weeks ago, where i was pretty darn cold, i have bought 5 new jumpers. 3 of them have glittery yarn, one is novelty and one of them is yellow. they have been in basic and constant rotation. with skirts. with dresses. with boots, or flats. with a collar, or without. like... who knew that you could just throw a jumper on over anything?! clearly not me. until now. take a look for yourselves...
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