I’ve been attempting to make cowhide pants work for quite a long time. Truly, for quite a long time. While I’m drawing nearer to tolerating the way that perhaps they’re only not for me, despite everything I have to get my fix some way or another. Enter: the cowhide complement.

From the minute I looked at this Ellery traditional, I’ve been a lady fixated (and my program history demonstrates it.)

The specialty of the emphasize has hit me with somewhat of an expectation to absorb information, however. For some time I was tossing a mess of calfskin into pretty much each and every outfit I wore. Not charming. I might have appeared as though I was attempting to slide my way into the lattice. I still at times need to battle the desire to try too hard, however I’m arriving. Let’s assume it with me; toning it down would be best.