Moderation. A word I have yet to live by. Of course, moderation is good in some instances, deprivation is even better in others. But really, Eurotrash, in its true essence prefers hedonism , which doesn’t necessarily prefer excess (unless we are talking about Balenciaga handbags, then I wouldn’t mind me some excess).
What I’m trying to justify are my new J Brand waxed jeans. I usually try to moderate my purchases in moderation, and in doing so I’ve really reduced my rampant spending to about 50%. And sometimes, yes, I must say no to yet another Balenciaga bag, but that’s why Pinterest was invented. Amiright? OH god, shameless plug…
Well, as you can probably guess, my birthday was no such occasion for moderation. I rocked out with my Visa out and did some excessive birthday shopping at, but of course, TNT! The waxed denim trend is upon us, friends, and will save you tons of money because you never have to wash them! (Or so I was told…) We should just coat all our clothes in layers of wax and we’ll never have to sit through another Tide commercial ever again.
Oxblood. I almost bought them in that colour. Opted for plum instead. I’m wearing them here with an Alexander Wang tank top, which I swore I’d never support him because of his alleged sweatshop proclivities, but it was, admittedly, the softest and best-fitting tank I’ve tried on in a LONG TIME. I don’t know how I feel about that – but guilt, in moderation, is definitely in the mix.