I can go weeks without speaking to some of my friends and it doesn’t phase me at all. But if I go more than three days without posting, I feel all guilty. Weird, right?
I unplugged from most of the world for labor day weekend and spent time with my parents. Highlights included:
– Watching The Little Mermaid with my bff (and singing along in my head)
– Getting to meet another friend’s baby, who is adorable and freakishly strong for someone who still has trouble holding his own head up
– Pizza and prosecco with my parents around a fire while their neighbor blasted Prince’s greatest hits
Sadly the weekend is over and I’m still struggling to get back into the routine and adjust to the shortening days and cooler weather. Also bought los gatos malos a scratching post and they refuse to acknowledge it. Jerks.
Here’s my last little bit of summer for you- a few outfit pics I took last week and before and never posted.
shirt- Ann Demeulemeester
skirt- Club Monaco
shirtdress- H&M (I studded the collar and cut off the sleeves)
tank dress- H&M
Yep, I’ve never worn shorts to work before. But I’m tired of my dresses, and it’s too hot for anything else. I did try to make it a bit more respectable by adding a white button down. Am I being too conservative? Do you wear shorts to work?
Excuse the brevity of this post. My brain is melting…
necklace- Charlotte Russe
It took all of my self-restraint to keep from bursting out into song on the treadmill when this song came on my ipod. However, I will be jamming out to it in a few hours when I get dressed for the night.
I wore this while running around the city, taking photos. I left the house convinced I felt confident enough to get some street style photos. I chickened out though. It feels so unnatural for me to approach people I don’t know. I also think that a lot of the beautifully dressed people I see on Newbury street are tourists from overseas, and I’m nervous about asking someone who doesn’t speak a word of English.
In los gatos malos news, I brought home dried catnip for the first time. Highly entertaining. I think Chloe is now a catnip addict. Pretty sure I have a bag of potato chips I would’ve found her passed out in it after getting the munchies.
I also got a pedicure with the brightest neon pink I’ve ever seen. The picture just barely starts to capture the… neon-ness.
shirt- Forever21 (I cut the sleeves off)
tank top- Theory
I’ve have this shirt forever but the straps are a little too long. I pinned them up and presto, perfectly fitting shirt that was sitting at the bottom of my drawer for years. I’ve got to bring it to the tailor soon. You might also notice that my hair is straight. Really straight. I got a brazilian keratin treatment, and I’m working on a review of the experience to share with you guys. Here’s a spoiler… it’s awesome!
shirt- French Connection
If these photos were taken at the beginning of the night, like I’d planned, my hair would be down and giant and curly and fabulous. But when you mix alcohol and a hot bar, you end up with hair pulled back (and out of my drink!). So these photos were taken at the end of the night, after champagne, abita raspberry beer, and passion fruit martinis. I think that explains the uh, quality of these photos.