(because anyone who uses the word "basic" as an insult are usually no different from their object of disdain)
Vanessa: Yankees cap; American Apparel tank; Abercrombie shorts; Zara heels
Dané: Brandy Melville bralette and tank; Rag & Bone jeans; Club Monaco socks; Converse sneakers
In a rare attempt to have some outfit coordination/cohesion for this post, Dané and I decided to dress in our "basics." The funny thing about a common theme is that we will always interpret it differently. As Dané sauntered into my house as if she's ready for camping and pizza, it struck me that despite our "theme", we were still hilariously mismatched. Somehow I still felt (and probably looked) more dressed up despite sporting the most basic of basic outfits: a cap, sheer white tank and threadbare denim shorts. Our point? Expressing a renewed appreciation of the formula for insta-fancy: add heels and wear lipstick.