shirt {c/o langford market}, shorts {nordstrom}, shoes {tory burch}, necklace {thrifted chanel}, bracelets {c/o maslinda}

I know that it’s an outdated rule, but I can’t help feeling guilty when I wear white after Labor Day [and before Easter]. However I’ve done it a couple times [like here, here, and here], and have yet to be arrested by the fashion police. But now that it’s after Easter I’m free to rock the white without feeling even the slightest bit guilty. I still get a wee bit nervous though due to my knack of spilling spaghetti the only day I wear white, and those oh so haunting “embarrassing moments” columns from Teen Magazine. So I guess there’s no getting around it, no matter what wearing white has me on high alert for messes and/or fashion jail. Yet I can’t stop. It’s an addiction really. Such the rebel.