I am a weak soul. I broke both my shop-stop and my high street shopping diet in one impulsive shopping moment. Since September, I managed to stay on the safe side of the shopping streets, and even on vacation I resisted the gorgeous pieces from the Massimo Dutti Spring collection. I went on a definitive shop-stop in January to save up for a summer vacation and a new 28mm prime lens to photograph with on said summer vacation. No matter how alluring photographing the South of France with a brand new lens sounds, the sight of these floral pants made me break my precious resolutions. I laid eyes on them from outside the Zara doors, and when brain translated their image it provoked a series of possible outfits in my mind that made it hard to resist. “They’d be a good buy” I convinced myself as I swiped my card.
I love them so very much, but K doesn’t share my excitement. When I proudly presented him my new wardrobe addition, his face spoke volumes. Apparently, floral print bottoms are really only pretty in a girls world. As if the disapproving face of my boyfriend hadn’t sobered me from my shoppers-high, I was also quickly reminded why I went on a high-street diet in the first place. The seams of my new pants ripped apart before I had even worn them outside the house. My happy heart broke a little. With needle and thread and a Milka-Oreo chocolate bar for comforting purposes, I sat on the sofa stitching them up so I could comfortably wear them for this shoot. No matter how much I love these bottoms, I think I’ve learned my lesson. Saving is all I’m going to do until the end of June! That, and annoying K by wearing these pants every week.