Girl meets boy

There is an editorial in this months french Marie Claire in which every single page is me. 
EVERY. SINGLE. ONE. It's very french, so girl is very done and undone at the same time (which I love love love). But one major thing about it is that there is a lot of boys clothes; Jacket and a skirt, or wide legged trouser and a tiny tiny blouse. 
At the moment (and this is a reoccurring theme throughout my life) what I love most is wearing something very boyish and than something utterly feminine. Like boyfriend jeans and red lipstick. Or, white shirt with skinny jeans and heals (this is fantasy option... in reality it is going to be my gold ballerinas)
The contrast between these makes me giddy...