I was feeling gutted [literally and metaphorically speaking] that I am now forced to choose between only 3 pairs of publicly acceptable pants due to my big ass belly [and big ass, let's give credit where credit is begrudgingly due]. One of these lifesaving-slash-ass-covering, sitting-below-belly-making-me-go-ahhh trousers, is my Sherie Muijs pair. I LOVE them: still. I don't know WHERE I'd be without them: probably huddled in the closest thing possible to the foetal position as I could crunch myself into or just rocking in a corner muttering wildly about the beastly elasticated panel top things parading as wearable maternity trousers tossed crazily over my face. I REGRET not getting a second pair in an alternative colour. Stoopid.
I have been a strong advocate of the drop crotch [still cringe at that word but what alternatives are there?
Man shoes= love.
Reversible hoody= love.
Giant love fest with this outfit.
But enough talk.
[wear: nom*d reversible merino hood, federation tee, sherie muijs pants, cafeina mens boots, bobbi brown gel liner, black amber balm in tobacco from children of vision.]
NOTE #1: You can hate on the dropped-crotch/harem/poo-catching/man-repelling/hammer-pants-concoction all you like. Just wait till you get preggers. You'll be begging for a pair. You'll be hunting like a mad woman.
NOTE #2: Mens boots are freaking awesome to wear when it comes to comfort AND style. It's my new fing.
NOTE #3: Bobbi Brown Gel Eyeliner- why have I not gone there sooner? And only use with the Bobbi Brown brush.