Three things happening here: The most perfect dropped hem dress, a combination of a classic cropped jacket with the evolution of the “baseball bomber phenomenon”, and last but not least bohemian fringe clutch action.
Tag: Summer Time
There’s nothing more that lifts my mood than heading to Santa Monica on a Saturday afternoon, or any day of the week for that matter. Some part of me feels it is a requirement to tame my locks with some sort of bright colored, retro, turban, and a summery pair of shades, when frequenting the beach.
There’s only so much one can do with a floral dress.
I have to admit something. I am obsessed with “Street Style” blogs. I look to street style for inspiration in creating my own outfits.
It’s official I’ve lost count of how many times/ways I’ve worn this little number.
AGAIN :: romper Alexx Jae & Milk :: sweatshirt Helmut Lang :: blazer Acne :: boots Westward Leaning :: sunglasses Marni :: bag Pamela Love & Tiffany Kunz :: rings A little slinky, almost exactly the same hue as my skin, silk romper always gets me. However, this one got me good. I feel pressured … Continued
It’s almost June and I’m itching to travel somewhere tropical, sounds about right. Joie clothing, you are taking me somewhere tropical with this blazer. Thank you, because my trip to Miami at the end of next month is too far away to wait!
It’s been such a long time since I tried something new, style-wise of course, and said to myself, “how did I ever live without this”. Like I said, style-wise, because I find things every day I feel that way about, but I usually already have some form of that particular blazer or shoe.
It may seem that my love affaire for clothing and shoes is a very deep intimate thing, and the most important part of my life. Yes and no, I do have a deep love for my clothing, but there are more important things in my life other than clothing. Something that makes me truly happy is escaping to the beach in Malibu; it makes me realize how lucky I am to live in such a beautiful city.
Dreary skies in LA won’t hold me back from wearing a bright floral button-down. When the sun disappears and rain falls in LA everyone cries, literally we sob. We slip into a massive depression, starting to re-evaluate our lives and existence in this city.