I have nothing but reams of love for this superbly scalloped blazer. It has always, hands down, been one of my most prized possessions. Perhaps it's the way the sleeves were sewn perfectly to fit my languid little arms or how the color makes any drab ensemble scream " Hi! I'm here!... And there's no stopping me now!" (Just made that up in case you're wondering why it makes no sense... don't judge please). Either way, I love it and it'll totally be a sad day when I eventually get tired/bored/annoyed of it. Amen to that.
Wearing vint blazer, Zara harem pants, random sheer tee, and vint black satin clutch