To me, preparation is key, especially when attending formal events, like weddings. While my boyfriend is calm and collect when it comes to “dressing up” and needs only five seconds and his deodorant to look good; I, on the other hand, take the whole night fitting and figuring out what to wear, and my whole lunch time to do make-up and “fix” my hair. My little apartment also resembles a war zone with many clothes, contraptions, pins and brushes flying every where. It doesn’t help that the wedding my boyfriend got invited to (I’m +1) was on a Friday (my worst day of the week) and on a rush hour.
My initial plan was to wear a yet un-worn white eyelet skirt + a silk top, but the couple warned ahead not to wear white. And because I am a stranger to both, I don’t want to make a scene, just in case they take their dress code seriously. Some couples do. When it comes to weddings, it’s really appropriate to wear what the couple wants — it is after all their day. As the master of the ceremonies said in the wedding reception, this is not about me, this is about them. I don’t want them to remember me as the “stranger guest who ruined our wedding day.” LOL (But seriously, the proper etiquette is the best way to go).
I opted to wear this monochromatic blue ensemble that hides my most undesirable body part (the arms). I found the outfit a bit plain but I didn’t want to add any other color so I added a vintage brooch pinned at the waistline, the most “creative” accent I can come up with. The top is vintage from my Moalboal secret, vintage skirt (also worn here and here), vintage brooch from Grandma, P30 earrings from downtown (also worn here), vintage Anne Klein bag bought from a friend, and thrifted Enzo Angiolini sandals (also worn here)