I spied this hot pink number in the window of H&M during my lunch and decided it would satisfy me way more than a PRET sarnie. Despite breaking my self-imposed spending ban at 20 squidaroos it certainly didn't break the bank and so I gave it a warm welcome to my post-winter wardrobe.
As I had me a super sexy date with Florence and her mighty Machine the very next day twas only right that I wore my super sexy new purchase. With serious bootaaaaaaay shaking imminent I teamed it with my bootaaaaaaaylicious vintage Levi shorts and a basic black Topshop vest. Less is more peeps. Being a vertically challenged individual I also popped on my awesomely comfy, awesomely elevated Allegra boots to guarantee a cracking view of the stage. Which of course it did. See here.
I loved this little get-up so friggin' much that I committed a huge fashwa faux pas and wore it again a few days later to the GIRL.STOLE.VINTAGE pop-up press launch. It's okay though as no pictures were taken I totes got away with it. I hope.