|tank & cardi: F21 :: skirt: thrifted :: clogs: Target ::|
belt: nicked from my sister :: necklace: Rue21
That song popped in my head when I donned this outfit. (whichever version, I like both Fleetwood Mac's and Santana's versions... maybe the latter more for when I want to twirl around to the long instrumental solo.) Now, it's stuck there forever.
I usually avoid really long skirts/dresses because I am barely 5 feet tall. I like to think I'm 5'1", but I'm a quarter of an inch short of that. My height is probably the main reason why I gravitate towards higher hemlines because of the illusion of extra length they give. But I like this skirt, and I think I look taller wearing it with a tight-fitting tank. I also liked the fact that I look kinda witchy today, with all the black, the messy reddish hair and the snake necklace. I mean, the snake is symbolic of womanhood and fertility, after all.
p.s. I changed the background and header of my blog (again). What can I say? It's sunnier and brighter outside--my blog needed to reflect the bliss blossoming inside my sunshine-starved heart.