MULLET it be.

Speaking of exposed bras...

good lord!

It's like - GAB - 
put on some clothes on already!

I know, I know. More of me than you ever wanted to see, but hey! I'm embracing my youth. And, catching the mullet trend on its way out as well. 

It's an interesting phenomenon - one that I was all but negligent to embrace but a tiny bit hesitant of which to let go. I mean, who can argue with squats sans exposed butt crack?? 

Not I !

That's for certain.

But there's a darker side to this effortless trend. Effortless, because it's pretty darn easy to throw on one piece that singlehandedly says "I know what's in style but I don't have much time on my hands so I'm going to single-piecedly execute it"

The statement bag of hemlines, if you will. 

But even statement bags exhaust their 15 minutes of fame. And, despite the influence that fast fashion has over my psyche, I was fairly prudent in my commitment to avoid this one (along with the heeled tennis shoe) all together. 
There are, believe it or not, certain things to which I can fairly clearly see the end, and our wee friend 'the mullet' was one of them. 

Don't give me too much credit, though. Its nicknamesake's fate was a pretty good indicator of the direction it was heading. 

So now I know what you guys are thinking...

those are lovely sentiments dear braggart, 
but then WHAT are you WEARING!?!

Well, it's not so much a theory as it is a visceral attraction that drew me to this top, though that won't thwart me from pontificating about the nature of its allure. 

#1: It's cobalt blue - the unofficial color of the season (screw Pantone)

#2: It's obnoxiously asymmetrically hemmed. Like REALLY obnoxiously so. Which I myself see as a blatant distinction between what the old trend should have been and what I'm making it. 

& #3: I feel like I'm naked. 

Need I say more? I think not.

Yet, try as I might, I can't fully explain why hems like this one: 

repel me,

while hems like the one in which I'm prancing around and the one below still sit well with my sense of style. 

asos

Or why shoes like this: 

feel overdone, 

while ones like this, 

feel strangely fresh. 

So what does it? 
What makes something "old" and something "new"?

A creative twist on an old formula? An ironic spin on an overused aesthetic?

It probably involves some heady stuff about accessibility and the gumption/knowhow to attempt a trend while it's still risky, (as opposed mimicking what's running rampant in Forever21), 

top: Anthropologie (similar), pants: Jbrand, shoes: Nordstrom, earrings: local boutique

but I won't judge. 

I did, after all, just condone a pair of wedged mocassins. 

Cheers.

ps: any thoughts on the new iterations of alternative hemlines?