If nude is nude, then colour is colour. But what if leopard print is your nude? Then the entire colour scheme is turned inside out.
I think my problem is that leopard print is my nude. So to make a bold statement, there’s no point me moving up to a colour or a pattern because my nude is already coloured and patterned. Therefore in order to create what normal people would call a ‘statement’, I am required to either clash colours and patterns, and make more of what some people would call a ‘mess’.
While I’m writing this from a bright yellow top and marble printed pants, I have actually been attempting to blind/shock/horrify slightly less people recently. Not because I care about their eyesight, but mostly because of my new found love for real nudes. The way nude clothes match (compared to a wardrobe full on entirely colour and patterns) is almost too easy though. I enjoy the challenge.
Outfit 1: Topshop skivvy, coat and shoes, H&M culottes and earrings, River Island clutch
Outfit 2: Storm & Marie shirt, Zara coat, H&M culottes, River Island clutch, Topshop boots
Outfit 3: Topshop tunic, coat and boots, River Island clutch