Precursor: For simplicity, I will interchange plaid/tartan. I know there’s a difference. Don’t shoot me, I’m not Michael Richards.
All tartan is not created equal. Yes, kind of like Oprah, tartan has many faces and the H & M plaid infiltrating stores is more Oprah in African village than Oprah in well-lit Chicago studio. Sure, when done properly, it can have an Alexander-McQueen-highland-escape-meets-Seatlle-circa-1992 vibe. Doesn’t your heart skip a beat at the thought of formulated teenage angst at couture prices? When done wrong, however, it looks like starched Wal-mart brand circa 1997-present. From the pictures, the line is very thin, suggesting that only me and maybe 5 other freaks will actually care about your plaid. How to be safe? Think authentic.
Ditto with the leopard print.
