Dots!

I’ve had these shorts for a long time now, and they never fail to make me a kind of happy that is a bit embarrassing. There’s just something about them-

They make me feel like I’m a dancer in an old movie musical, one of those showbiz movie musicals where the showgirls are seen in their downtime clothes, always impeccably put together and wearing things like adorable polka-dotted tap shorts.
It’s taken me about a year to get comfortable wearing these shorts regularly. Does that ever happen to anyone else with clothes?

Sometimes I buy a piece because I know the potential is there, but I also know it has to reveal itself to me. That sounds totally wacky, like I think I’m some sort of fashion mystic, but it’s true! You acknowledge the specialness about a piece, but are unsure how to let it shine.
Or I’m completely crazy. You decide.

There I go again, posing like the off-duty showgirl I am. Black and white, with nods to dots everywhere, from shorts to the hardware on my shoes to the links in the chain on the necklace, to the keyhole in the back of the t-shirt-

okay, maybe those last two were pushing it. And maybe I should have worn a bra that didn’t criss-cross in the back. Oh well, I’m only human.

So. Very. Human.
wearing:
tshirt: F21
shorts: H&M
shoes: Seychelles