Fashionably Chaotic.
Style. Sarcasm and charm... Mixed with a cocktail, and a love for organization I could spend my last five dollars on a copy of Vogue. Rod Stewart and romance. I could lie and say I didn't enjoy gossip, coffee and smokes, but I do. So there. Some days I wish I had Olivia Palermo's closet, but then I remind myself that I would rather be a Kardashian.
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Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll.
Otherwise known as, The All- American Summer.
Last weekend I traveled back to [hometown] to see one of my favorite besties get hitched. It’s funny though. You can take the girl out of the country but you can’t take the country out of the girl. Sadly, that sounds like a Taylor Swift song. However, no matter how far away from said [hometown] I may be one day, the thing that is most certain is that these girls will always be there. Small towns are funny like that. It may be weeks/months/years until a good catch up session happens but we always go right back to where we left off. Drinks clinking, constant laughter and of course the occasional cigarette… we are lucky. I love my hometown girlfriends. They really are the best.
xoA
Urban Outfitters shows off several different variations on the chambray shirt. I think I’ve nailed every single look. My current favorite? Chambray and neons. Easy breezy summer style. I dieeee.
And just like that. She was happy.
Obsessed would be an understatement.
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Adore.
Outfit perfection!
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fun. | Call Me Maybe (cover)
AMAZEBALLS!
I love everything about these silky green shorts.
[Side Note: I have borrowed these from the roommate and they are to die for. Everything about these screams, “Why yes, I do need my own pair!”]
Summer.
Cocktails.
Love.
Cocktails and love.
Ice cream dates, movie theaters, long walks.
Lounging by the pool.
Lounging anywhere.
Holding hands.
Bright lip gloss.
Sunglasses and flip flops.
Kisses that last too long.
Champagne toasts that never end.
Bright pops of colors.
Nautical accessories.
Long naps.
Long books.
Long summer days.
Everything I love about summer…
… everything I love.


