Don't ask me why I feel the need to say Jeggings in the same way as you would G-Unit. I don't even particularly like the G-ster but I do like saying G-G-G-Unit just for the hell of it and because the potent desire to become a loaded rapper is in fact deeply lodged in my brain. Another completely made-up, horreur to the English Oxford dictionary, fashion mag prescribed word has been circulating for a while now and yes, it's the jegging. Suffice to say, I can't really say it with a serious face so I might as well say it with the magic touch of the man that is 50 Cent.
Rappers and multiple J's aside, somebody alerted me that the floral jeans/leggins that I highlighted back in January were now online on ASOS. Through the magical world of Twitter, one of the ASOS lasses was very kind to send me a pair and today I trialled them with an old floral bed shirt, a ton of grey and a bounce in the step (I can now officially run for a bus without looking like I'm doing some sort of special homage to MC Hammer). Whether they're jeggings, thin jeans or stretchy trousers - they're quite possibly going to be my new "I'm living in these" trousers. So comfry are they that they're in danger of becoming the equivalent of 'mum' trews (my mother went through stages of living in the same pair of trousers for days on end when she had to look after her little ones aka my baby sisters...) if I'm not careful.
Haven't fully explored the floral clashing/matching potential of them yet but I guess if they're that comfy, there'll be plenty of time for that, not that they would be documented here lest they bore you people to death.
(Vintage bed jacket, grey draped t-shirt, Jas M.B. clutch, Topshop boots)
(Marc by Marc Jacobs tee, Cacharel vest, Cacharel skirt, Nike x Liberty Dunks)
(Sheer black embroidered tee from UpMarket, vintage floral pleated top, H&M customised wedges)
