I hate trends. I love trends. What I do not like is that moment when they peak and suddenly, that special thing, that fashion moment you sought out in myriad ways feels ubiquitous and pedestrian.
Up for discussion? The peplum.
When peplums made their return (keep in mind, they’ve oscillated in and out of fashion since the 17th century), I swooned. And when I came to, I was peplumed down to the socks.
But I decided to not put them on the blog, because I figured ‘how many more peplums can the online community take?’ Thing is, I endeavor to make this space both a timeless snapshot and time capsule of how I interpret fashion. So, love them or hate them, the trends tell a story.
At any rate, this is my peplum. There are many others like it, but this one is mine.
Patterned jeans had me at hello. I prefer them muted which I think is an unexpected compliment to what can be a decadent look.
(that was irony and not-so-veiled critique on our increasing infirmed climate).
As always, thanks for reading; talk soon.
Necklace: Bauble Bar