Does it make any sense to say I had to have these flared white jeans just because they were so out of character for me? (Flared? White? Jeans? Certainly not what I'd usually go for.) I noticed them in a heap of clothes at Vintage Vikend swap party and for reasons unknown, they instantly grabbed my attention. (I'm pretty sure I'd walk straight past them in a store.) I picked them up, had a quick look at them, and put them back onto the pile ... just to pick them up again and take another look, a little longer this time. After repeating this procedure and making sure in my mind that I'm not interested just because they're free, I took them to the ladies' room, put them on, looked in the mirror, thought "high five" to myself, received an instant compliment, and, well, bagged them to take them with me to their new home.
top: vintage / pants: Drykorn, second hand / blazer: Zara / bag, shoes: ASOS / sunglasses: via eBay / "ring": a broken bracelet from India