At the risk of channeling too much Little Red Riding Hood here, I just want to state for the record that I think the Vogue September issue should be at fault. Entirely. See pages 464-477. All I'm missing is the ravage wolf man (such an awesome touch, don't you think?) and of course, model Natalia Vodianova's looks.
But hey, I got a picnic basket-esque purse and red (yowza!) lipstick. Doesn't that count for something?! Doesn't it?
On a side note, I originally intended to post this outfit last night, as part of my French-inspired evening, which included, brace yourselves, crepes that I actually made.
The crepes, well they didn't turn out quite as I had hoped.
But the boyfriend happily humored me, said they were delicious and told me I looked like a baroness.
Move over, Julie Powell. Little Red Riding Baroness is in the kitchen.
Jacket: Vintage cape jacket
Shirt: Floral embellished tank, no label
Skirt: Black bandage mini skirt, Target
Shoes: Black lace-up ankle boots, H&M
Purse: Vintage basket woven purse
Sunglasses: Vintage Wayfarers, Ray-Bans