Mom and Pastel

There was a time I wore only black, black T-shirt, black jeans, black socks, black shoes, black sunglasses. My mom always used her signature crying tone "wear some color, you are not a widow!"

I so trusted that her fashion sense worth a penny because she also told me to wear a lot of A-line skirts. However, with years passing by, I start to appreciate color more and more. Right now my closet is composed of rainbows. Today, I am a firm believer that wearing color is the key to happiness.


Mom, sorry about my arrogance. You are always correct! 

Banana Republic coat
agnes b. top
Jcrew belt
7 for All Mankind skinny jeans
Nina shoes