As I’ve mentioned before, I occasionally throw a bikini top in with my streetwear. Today, I’m a hybrid of beachy, ghetto fab on top, and city rocker on the bottom.
Gold? Check. A full face of makeup? Check. Neon nails? Check. Total over-the-topness? Check. Consider this an early, blingtastic homage to Jersey Shore, Miami edition—minus the tan, and in the country. Sort of. (Yes, I am that vacuous—at least in terms of what I watch on telly.)
I have actually worn this outfit to the mall to shop. No joke. And I’ve worn it to the pool, sans leggings. With the gold, too. I wish the top was a full-length kaftan, though. Obsessed with those. If only I could have a closet full of them. I will one day. When I’m 80.