There comes a point, when a trend progresses far enough that it regresses to an affordable state.
Frankly, it's a bit odd. Being alive for the resurgence of a trend that originated within my very lifetime makes me feel...old.
And uncool. And like I probably shouldn't be so willing to embrace a trend that I only recently deemed so worthy of blackmail.
This outfit here might be considered the love child of Levar Burton, Angela Chase, and Xena the Warrior Princess, if zygotes formed form trios and Xena wore shirts.
So though my shoulders may not rival those of Balmain, I think the fact that they contain mini rainbows more than makes up for their lack in size.