This love-hate ambiguous relationship with clothes resurfaces when I met the banana embroidered striped tank. Costly, yet fashionable. Unelaborated, yet a casual classic. Somewhat not worthy, yet it's an essential piece (aka a must have). But why, why did I eventually cave in to forking out $130 for it? Why did I?
And that's a rhetorical question.
No, I kid. There's actually an answer to that 'rhetorical' question. A) The benefits of overly splurging on this tank (Note: I'm not a full time working adult, despite the fact that I'm receiving the measly allowance on a regular basis as a soldier, lol) outweighs the costs tremendously (false answer) and B) It's from a collaboration between Man Repeller and PJK (Patterson J. Kincaid) (hard truth that would actually make me pay that sum for a tank top). Which renditioned the fact that I frantically (yes I did) scrolled through Shopbop for ages after PJK released them in their stores (why don't they just do international shipping? That would have saved me from the panic attacks I suffered and endured).
The process of purchase (which I found it hilarious due to some unexpected, yet predictable, events from happening): Screaming (and I literally mean shrieking at the top of my voice) the omnipresently and commonly used profanity (aka the big F) during my night guard duty (which happened at 3 am, mind you), going 'OMG OMG OMG FINALLY' repetitively whilst filling in my card details and being 130 bucks broke the next moment. That isn't the funny part though. What made me chuckled was that this process rendered my buddy to get freaked out because he thought I saw, you know, a ghost. Which I casually replied 'Oh, it's just that my item is finally in stock. A banana tank top.'.
After the process: Sitting down during my sentry duty, constantly contemplating why I made the hastily thought through thoroughly (omg, wow) purchase, while partly hating myself slightly for forgoing the Zara blazer I had been eyeing for. That is why I came to a consensus with me, my brain and my heart. 'I need to make a styling post, otherwise my 'sacrifice' would be at vain. And I can get a +1 for my blog post. Smart me, yay me! Go me!'. Those, I swear, were my exact thoughts.
At least you guys know the reason behind the concoction of this post.
#1 exhibit: Casual chic mode (double Cs, think Chanel, lol jk. But still, think of Chanel when you get the pun) activated with Zara denim jeans and it's yellow suit blazer. Followed by a classic minaudière, which surprisingly (lol, maybe not quite) was also manufactured by Zara. Brogues are from Miista though.
#2 exhibit: Emulating Coachella chic (oops, the double Cs again!) with a velour printed trousers from Zara and some Charles and Keith sandals, because we ain't gonna wear no shoes (but I love 'em high cut sneakers though, so that option might be excluded) for Coachella! Don't ask me why, but I always pictured Coachella as a music festival by the beach. So there you have it, my reason.
Last (but not least, the most hilarious) exhibit: In H&M faux leather vest, Topshop camo sneakers, my trusty (and OMG favorite most) Alexander Wang rockie bag and Topshop giraffe printed shorts to give the who 'Omg I am visiting the safari look'. Not to forget that I could also bear my freshly tanned Victoria Secret's look-a-like (think Karlie) legs.
And look at 'em arms gurllll bitches be buff now.
Imran as Photographer