[Outfit Post] The Feels Keep Coming

Friday night we had a Seniors' Valentines' Cocktail thing and all my better plans were destroyed so I went. It was a good excuse to dress up and just dance and flip imaginary weaves. But it also reminded me why Valentines' Day is such a poo fest.

It really upset me that a day that started out so well, with me being really excited about all the gifts my friends and I got and gave each other and feeling pretty good about, like, everything, ended up with me feeling lonely and like I was missing out on some bigger picture. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I need a boyfriend or anything and there moments of pure magic when I was singing and dancing and stuffing my face (like every single girl at a couples party) but it was just so saddening, I guess, and/or nauseating when I was surrounded by couples, being cute and slow dancing and making out and there I was at the buffet table eating stale bread and consoling myself.

That's the dark side to Valentines' Day, I guess. But now with some retrospect, I know I only felt those things because I was being attacked at every angle with romance, love and the sort.

I was feeling very mod that night, well at least I think I was, so I wore this tiny shift dress thing from Mr Price, ye old sequin skirt and my David Tlale for LEGiT sandals (which have been high up on my shelves for almost a year now, only touched once). I got this really great ear cuff and beaded necklaces from Mr Price too - my dad let me indulge a little bit the other day (but it's not really indulging since everything was really cheap and I spent just under R200 on a bomber jacket, a romper, the tiny shift dress thing, beaded necklaces and my ear cuff). And who am I if I'm without rings and my leather band as a choker?

I felt a little flapper like with my short hear and exposed (broad?) shoulders and kind of Twiggy like as well with my short skirt and beads and bare legs.

Forever,
Khenzo xx

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