This royal blue necklace has been worn on repeat, because I have yet to restring the 8 necklaces my sons have destroyed this summer alone.
I’m just a girl with a new haircut, and it’s a pretty nice haircut. Name that band. Hints: “Circa 1990s”. “Another word for cement”.
The “it” bag. Don’t remember where I bought it. It’s buttery and perfect. With lovely zippered insides to avoid the pickpocketing.
C’mon, I’m born and raised in Chicago. Sometimes, especially at crowded concerts, it’s function over fashion.
The Pleated Poppy
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