In case you've missed it, I've been living out loud this Summer, in matching sets and co-ordinates like nobody's business!
My summertime wardrobe turned out to exclusively revolve around sets that work just as well together, as they do apart. Sounds like a page from the nearest Chick lit, doesn't it. Sometimes clothes, like life, just work out that way. Things can be as thrilling apart, as they could be together. Hmm, maybe I've been reading too much Anna Quindlen.
Now, before this blog post begins to read like a diary entry, let's get back to the clothes, shall we?
Take note from Cher Horowitz (a co-ord-less closet? You must be buggin'..) or Solange ('tell me the truth boy', you love this matching short-suit, don't you?).