I asked my boyfriend yesterday morning... "What color should I paint my nails?" I only asked because he advised me on my last couple of color choices...yellow, blue and so on... and he is also a very good judge of these things. I gave him three color choices: Wicked (dark dark burgundy), black, and Luxedo (dark dark purple). He picked Luxedo, so here I am. I have never worn it, but I am deffo liking its mysterious nature-- it's dark and confusing, which I like.
My nail color led me to my outfit, which is not so dark, but deffo confusing. It is outside of what I like to think of as typical "Randi." This is good though. It's missing the skirt and the belt (you're welcome Wretched)...but it still has the high heels.
detail of the blazer- adorable bows
I never been big on button-up shirts, but since I saw this on the Glamouri, I thought I would give it a try. This white button up is from my "almostworkedatJohnnyRockets" days, and I'm pretty sure it hasn't been touched since. But now I can admire the crisp whiteness of the blouse, esp paired with some distressed denim and a finely tailored feminine blazer. The dichotomy though, is something I am used to. I feel like the split happens all the time, mix of styles, adjectives, colors, textures... So it is nothing too intimidating. Even the white blouse has lost its terror, and has become more conquerable to me. We might just be seeing it again...