Sometimes the results would be excellent, like my mom's Irish fisherman's sweater over my red dotted-swiss ballet dress, worn with a vintage locket and birkenstocks. I was eight. It broke "the rules".
If I could, I'd wear that same outfit today, because it was quirky and fun back then, and I could use more of that in my daily life.
I'm feeling the urge to play dress up again. Break some rules. Have some fun.
Hair: Fashionably Dead
Glasses: Solar Eyewear
Jacket: House of Nyla
Shirt: Bare Rose (Tartan swim suit!)
Shoes: G. Field