A few days ago, it was under 90 degrees. So under 90 degrees that it was 75 degrees. The city halted for a second, wondering why they weren't sweating the second they stepped out of the house. I took full advantage and busted out tights and a cardigan. These tights have a giant run down the back of them thanks to my sister, but I don't care. I cared a lot when she returned them to me like that, but now I really don't give a hoot.
And I couldn't just leave these hanging until an outfit post. Do I need to say anything else?
cardigan from local store
secondhand dress (from cousin)
urban outfitters tights