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| Zara Bag | Topshop Coat | H&M Heels
(A little bit of a Topshop mannequin here. Guilty…)
I’m late on the bandwagon, I know, but it’s finally 2014! We’re half way into the first month of the new year and my body is still hungover from festive feasting and drinking probably a little too much red wine… I feel your pain, Regina George.
Cue sweatpants.
Faux leather joggers, I love you. Not only do you hide a multitude of sins that I haven’t really started making up for, but you look chic and relatively sporty, acting as a reminder and a motivator for going to the gym (obviously no gym-going was done wearing these things. That would bring a whole new meaning to the word
sweatpants.
Ew).
Oh, and don’t you just love all the wheelie bins in the background? Tres chic, I know.
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