Green bow blouse, Tulle. Black silky skirt, thrifted. Cognac tote, Francesca's Collections. Zigzag flats, Missoni for Target.
Every body type comes with its own set of problems. It's a shame, but that infamous scene in Mean Girls where all the Plastics start dissing their bodies is way too realistic. While I wish this weren't true, and I typically roll my eyes at the "dress for your shape" articles in fashion magazines, I'm pretty sure this ensemble would have editors' approval for "flattering". What I mean by that is because I typically pretty much ignore any rules that dictate what looks good or right or hot or whatever for my stick straight, athletic body type, wearing something that feels like the exact right shape for me is actually pretty nice.