They say we are creatures of habits. And I have proven that, when it comes to fashion we are too. Have you ever witnessed a trend happen? When I was back in Uni, one of my professors taught us about Roger’s Innovation Adoption Curve. I was thinking that we can perfectly translate that graph to the way fashion works. The curve shows how people tend to react to innovations, or, in our case, to trends.
– At the beginning, you will have the Innovators, in fashion this would be the big icons, say Lupita Nyong’o, Giovanna Battaglia, Karlie Kloss, Chiara Ferragni, and so on… They are willing to take risks, have the highest social status, are social, and have close contact to scientific sources, or, in our case, designers.
– Close behind them, you will find the Early Adopters. They too belong to high social status, and are big opinion leaders, but play it a little bit more safe than innovators.
– Early Majority refers to those who are open to trends but will test the waters first. After a certain trend has been out for a while, an early adopter will give it a try.
– The skeptic ones come after, they are the Late Majority. These can also be referred to as the herd. They will not jump at every trend, and will only try it after the majority of society has done it. They are also probably scared of what others might say.
– Laggards. When I think of laggards, I, for some silly reason, picture them as lizards. I can see them watching society from their own tree, not moving, just skeptically watching and criticizing it with their big, see-it-all eyes. They hate change, and stick to their own ways. If they do try a trend, it will be a loooong time after it has been out.
Now, why am I bringing all of this up? In my lifetime, I have seen a fair amount of trends come in and out of fashion. And I have to admit I used to be more of a laggard than anything else. However I have moved out of said category, for no other reason than because fashion makes me happy. Nevertheless, I have also stayed true to what I like, and to what I don’t; to what flatters me, and to what doesn’t. I wanted to encourage you all to try new things. Yes, change may be scary; but most times it will bring something better and amazing into our lives. I used to be super skeptic about crop tops -I really don’t know why, because, hell!, they accentuate one of our best areas- but now, I don’t want to put them down! It is all a matter of making it work for you, your body, and your circumstances. So, why not just give it try?
I am not much of a trousers girl, but the minute I spotted this pair, I knew I had to have them. They were lurking on the hanger behind a couple of white blouses. Crisp, clean. “It is the last pair”, pointed out one of the shop girls as she saw me coveting them. They were a size too small. But ladies, when we really want something, we don’t mind sweating a little bit for it. I had to squeeze myself in. Yes they were a size too small, but those oh so straight legs that make mine look lengthier, and that high waist that makes mine look daintier… I had to have them! Besides, no one else can tell; and I am not one to complain.
For my third outfit of the black crop top, I decided to pair it up with an old MNG little black dress. This actually happened to be a great idea as the straps on this dress are a bit loose on me; with the top on top, that issue was resolved.
I consider black on black to be a very elegant and flattering combination. This time around I decided to add a special wow factor with what I like to call my disco ball shoes. Also, whenever my outfit is all black I love splashing in a bit of colour with sharp red lips, a flawless final touch!
With this outfit I close up the series of the back lace top in three ways. Let me know which one was your favourite?!
For the second look of the black lace top, I decided to go mid-riff all the way. I combined the crop top with my adored pair of high waisted polka dot trousers. To give the outfit a more day look, I wore my sister’s flat sandals (Hi Grace! ☺) and barely any jewellery. This time, the only pop of colour comes from my nails and a couple of charms on my bracelet.
While we were shooting, a cute little buddy approached us, scroll down to see who it was!