It’s definitely not lost on me that the sun is starting to set sooner, and the mornings are beginning to have the crisp beginnings of the anticipated autumnal chill. But even still, I’m loathe to give up bare arms and bare legs quite so easily, especially when I’m finally starting to warm up to the idea of wearing a little more colour. I’ve always thought that wearing red wasn’t for the faint-hearted. To some extent, it has a certain “look at me” quality, one that I’ve usually steered clear of, up until now that is. Until a burst of bravery strikes, I’ll be toning it down with swishy button back peplum tops, and ivory silk blouses. Baby steps, right?
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