Y’all know I don’t know anything about fashion, right? My idea of looking cool, or having any type of swag, is literally wearing something that looks good (to me) and feels comfortable. That has always been the case with my lack of fashion sense. Digo, I once died my hair colorado with peroxide in the name of personal style. I was in high school then, and sadly that wasn’t the only time I decided to experiment. On another occasion, me and my younger brother shaved off all of our hair except the front two mechas (bangs) at the top of our heads, all in the name of looking cool.
As you can imagine, we didn’t… but for a short while we really thought we were “all that and a bag of chips” – yes, people actually used to say that back then. Nowadays, if I want to look halfway decent I always just let Anjelica do the shopping for me. She can color coordinate and all of that good stuff.
Still, the following pictures – I’ll be honest – cómo que me llamaron la atención. Not necessarily because I would like to wear them, but because in a way, they kind of make my infatuation with getting a pair of botas picudas seem more normal. Not that Anjelica will let me buy either, jajaja!
What do you think? Are these fashions a hit or a miss? Would you let your man wear any of them? What about the tacones? LOL!
Don’t my botas picudas make more sense now?