Given the current outrage on the crotch baring dresses seen on celebrities and socialites in recent current events, I’m cashing in on the controversy, by putting my best foot or foot to thigh region forward and showing ya’ll how it’s done. But first let me set the mood for this #ootd. This morning we had a bit of a late start in life, considering we haven’t really taken a second since we arrived in #paris. We took our parents to one of our favourite spots in Paris, for lunch - #lavenue. No need to give you a play by play, since this place never disappoints. Thereafter, we second-attempt forced the rents to join us at the #louvre, to witness the splendor. It was hot AF though, so the appreciation was short lived. So while my sister sneaked off to the Chanel on Avenue Montaigne to make a lustful purchase, we strolled along to #palaisroyal for a shoot and a spritz.
But back to my legs, and my membership to the thigh high-club. I mean #bellahadid in #cannes, canne we please take a moment. I mean I thought that red silk was sensationally stunning. Alas, we went from plunging neck lines to plunging uhmm queue PG13 censor, and folks all over are asking the methodman q, how high is too high? Fine, fair enough, nobody wants to see anyone else’s flower okay, case closed. We prefer to divert our attention to the modest yet sexy center and side slits seen at #altuzurra, #victoriabeckham, #marcjacobs, #stellamccartney and on Tneale Williams, pictured above ;) This infinitely gorgeous structure may be under oppression at the moment, due to those who took life too far, but do as I did and pair it with a #minimal, #sportsluxe and androgynous edge to make it more charming and #chic and you’re sure to stay out of the red zone.
DTW & co,