Boyfriend Jeans + Heels, Groundbreaking (Loser Girl Wins)

Boyfriend jeans are one of those things I tend to adore and lust after on others, but detest on myself. I can never quite manage the bagginess, and while sometimes they look rather wonderful on me, other times, I look like a shlub who can’t get her act together in oversized clothes. It was early last week that I realized two crucial things. (1) I really don’t have dainty heels; they’re all more on the chunky side, and when I say chunky, I mean you’re-being-nice-and-calling-your-300-pound-cousin chunky, not you-put-on-one-and-a-half-pounds-during-Thanksgiving-dinner chunky. (2) If I had a pair of daintier heels, I could possibly pull off the boyfriend jeans situation without a hitch. One accidental shopping trip to Forever 21 later, I mastered the art of taking an outfit that could be worn by a farm-house-mom in Birkenstocks (also a good look) to a slightly chicer level.

Stay tuned for the farm-house-mom in Birkenstocks look coming to a blog near you soon…maybe…probably not.