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A Skirt In Fall Might Give The Sun A Call

 

When it’s pretty gloomy, yet all you wish for is a little bit of sunshine, wear a mini skirt and there’s a big chance for the sunshine to come out of nowhere on a fall day. And then the sunshine in fall feels pretty sensual somehow. Precisely the feeling whilst in a skirt. Or dress. 

Or bathrobe.

skirt in fall

Yet maybe there won’t be any sunshine, but your skirt will remind you all day long of the sunshine you have in mind and wish for. And then, when the sun is high up and feels like it’s playing with your mind, it won’t even matter what you’ll be wearing. You wished for it way too much whilst in the skirt for it to matter what you’re wearing anyway. 

However, doesn’t a skirt in fall, though, feel like an imaginary hand that rises high up to the sky and drags the sun out of the clouds or something?

how to style a skirt in fall

My first intention was to wear it with the biker black leather jacket, yet the corduroy beige jacket I wore went 🤝 hand in hand 🤝 with the corduroy flowers skirt, even though no one could tell the skirt is corduroy and there might be some mathcy-matchy involved there, even though matching is rarely my thing. But 1. the no one can tell rules, 2. who cares, anyway? and 3. I know. And then when you come closer, you’ll know, too and say Hmmm… Like a very funny friend of mine says when we feel each other’s fabrics. Yes, friends do that. Friends who like textures, clothes, food.

Sometimes, nevertheless, when matching involves a pretty weird colour to me, like this petrol turquoise I noticed in my wardrobe connecting from skirt to hoodie and even sneakers, it felt like… I might do this crazy, weird little thing as matching. It felt kind of fresh hence the match and the colour. I can not say I totally felt it like a thing that got me rollercoaster riding or a thing that felt like I might start doing from now on, yet it felt pretty fresh and there are days when freshness is what we crave for on a fall day.

I also liked the clash with the orange stripe in the black Sonia Rykiel bag. And loved to share the power of a flower with mom (wearing an already vintage h&m jacket she’s always liked more than I had when I’d worn it).

love mom

Have I just said hand in hand earlier? Yup, I guess I did. The skirt just grabbed the sun by the hand.

corduroy jacket