At least I assume on the average person these bright pink sasspot trouser things are supposed to be culottes.
But y’know, on my short arse bod they’re more like a wide leg trouser desperately seeking a pair of heels to stop them thinking about traipsing along the pavement.
Anyway, I adore them.
I first decided that I desperately needed a pair of hot pink who-run-the-world-Hannah-Gale culottes when I spied a pair in the ASOS showroom at the start of the year, but, despite refreshing their new-in section more than is probs healthy, I’ve failed to spot them landing online.
Naturally, New Look had my back (they’ve also got a pale pink pair AND a straight leg pair so maybe pink trousers are v on trend this spring?).
Anyway, I teamed mine with a few HG classics – the Matalan blazer, an old white vest top also from New Look, and these faux RayBans from Primark I picked up last week after my identical H&M ones snapped.
I’ve also thrown in a lil new bag I think you guys will like.
It’s pink. It’s got floral embroidery. It’s got a v sizeable chain strap. Oh and it throws off more than a few sneaky Gucci vibes, at y’know, about a 20th of the price.
I’m doing a little bit of work with ASOS over the next week or so, so this hun was one of the perks.
Now, if it’s alright with you, I’m going to retire to the sofa with some sort of ginormous dinner because this girl was a complete gargoyle earlier and decided a large coffee and slab of cream cake was a v sensible Sunday lunch and oh jeez the sugar and caffeine crash is abso not the one.
You’d think by 27 I’d have learned to be a better grown-up but whaddya know my hormonal need for sugar, carbs and caffeine has scuppered me once again.
Peace out gals.
Photos by Chloe Plumstead.