Fifteen

If there's one thing that can quickly teleport me back to my early teenage years, it's definitely a pair of Converse style sneakers. I doubt how many of you knew of my existence since then - not complaining, the hair choices I made at the time are of a cringing nature - but I was indeed a Greenday-obsessed curly head who practically lived in Converse.

At one point in time, in between the release of Avril Lavigne's 'Let Go' album and the time Simple Plan's 'Welcome to my Life' was all the rage, I owned 29 pairs of such sneakers. They were paired to everything from blazers, to tailored pants, to band t-shirts, all the way to my school uniform PE tracksuit. I eventually grew out of them - after endless 'you need to outgrow the Converse phases' sermons by at least 30 people in my life - and remained hesitant to start re-wearing the ever since.

However, I've finally given in and got myself a pair from New Look. I spent Saturday afternoon out in the countryside and quite frankly these are the only shoes that I could wear for 'the occasion'. The entire outfit ended up being an impromptu tribute to my early teen fashion sense - the plaid shirt, white t-shirt, dark boyfriend denims all fit in the fifteen-year old Boffism picture.

In order to keep with the fifteen year old theme, I decided to jump up and down like a frog. I was quite fond of that during the time.

Outfit details and Lookbook button are at the end of the post.