Hello m’lovelies. It is absolutely broiling in Chicago right now – 90 degrees in a city full of old brownstones sans central air – and I have been almost literally baking all day.
Desperately hot times call for as little clothing as reasonably possible*:
Sandals aside, I don’t think you’ve seen any of this before. The shirt is tricky – it loves jeans, but mostly comes out in weather that’s too hot for them. The skirt? Is actually high-waisted (and, ahem, a wee bit tight . . . yes, yes, back to the diet wagon soon.) (So . . . just as well tucked under.)
(And the belt? Clearly too loose. It had been a long day of sweating it off and running around, y’all.)
(As evidenced by my goofy-fantastic-model-series:)
Dudes – I may be summery and posed? But I am no American Apparel ad.
*Yes, more fabbo pics with a run-of-the-mill camera from my boss Janna. Thanks Janna!
Remixed, hot as hell and bewildered: