I’m totally obsessed with gingham print right now. Like, OBSESSED. Even more obsessed than I was this time LAST year, in fact, and I was REALLY obsessed last year, too.
Why the obsession with tiny little checks, I hear absolutely none of you ask? Mostly because of the whole “retro” thing I have going on a lot of the time. I mean, gingham is a classic print, and it’s never hard to find, but there’s something about it that just screams “Brigitte Bardot, on holiday in St. Tropez, with a big messy beehive and thick black eyeliner,” isn’t there?
All of this is to say that when F&F challenged me to style a printed midi skirt from their current range, I instantly honed in on this one. Then I instantly had it delivered to my old address, because YES, I did that AGAIN. Nine months, and still I’m failing to update my address with online retailers. The new owner of my old house must really hate me. Unless she happens to have a thing for gingham too, of course, in which case she probably quite likes me, and wishes I’d buy some more of it. Which, let’s face it, I probably will.
Luckily for me, F&F were kind enough to re-send the skirt, AND the sun was kind enough to come out of hiding, so the day was saved. I was aiming for Brigitte Bardot with this look (Or MY take on BB, anyway: don’t worry, I’m under no illusions here. I did get the “messy” bit down, though…), but as we were leaving the house, I started to worry I’d missed Brigitte and landed firmly on Peg Bundy instead. I worry about that a lot these days. Quite often I find myself staring doubtfully at my reflection, thinking, “On a scale of 1 to Peg Bundy, where would this outfit land?” I gotta be honest, I don’t always like the answer, but on the plus side, I think I know who I’m going to be for Halloween this year, so at least that’s something.
Also: it’s warm enough for gingham skirts and cherry shoes. That’s something, too.