I used to hate wearing black and white together, as ridiculous as that sounds. A white top and black pants, to me, meant an orchestra concert uniform and I was not a fan. Fun fact, I played violin from elementary school through high school. I was by no means good. Way back in the day before we were given formal uniforms, each winter and spring I’d struggle to find dressy but appropriate black and white separates that didn’t make me feel like a butler. The task seemed impossible at the time. I have no idea what my problem was, but it was something that stuck with me. From then on, every time I would consider pairing a white top with a black bottom I’d think to myself, “oh, I don’t like that combination” and immediately dismiss it. In recent years I’ve gotten over it, though now whenever I wear black and white (which is quite often - I’m making up for lost time) I think about how much I thought I hated it and laugh to myself.
My Aunt who is currently visiting us from Arizona brought me this top and I couldn’t love it more. Give me semi-sheer, lightweight, floaty tops any day. You can’t go wrong with them in the summer, or year round really, they’re great for layering. Since it was cool out on Saturday, I paired it with distressed black pants (which I was probably too excited to wear - I mean, it hasn’t been that hot this summer) and nude sandals. I’ve been wearing these a lot lately. I love sandals with a heel that are comfortable enough to wear during the day. You know how it is in the summer with heels, they can get uncomfortable really fast.