these might as well be "boots with the fur" cause that's how hot it was wearing them.
haven't busted out this little bad boy in awhile. when i went to fill it i remembered why. my new huge wallet doesn't fit in it's tiny little body. credit cards/id loosely floating. begging to be lost.
no, your eyes are not playing tricks on you. yes, the turquoise ring is turning my finger gangrene. cheap rings= green digits. i've come to terms with it.
aaaand we're back. as promised, i cultivated my tan with an awesome uva ray filled weekend. complete with taxi rides on a foam floaty around the pool, super spiked fruit punch, a plethora of tiny dogs, and diving contests. and......a 5 course meal from domino's. pasta in a bread bowl and all. oh, holiday weekends, how i love thee. these pics were taken mid sweat-stache status in the super hot hot heat that mysteriously appeared out of nowhere. i cut literally 6 feet off this floral number----it was a serious 19 kids and counting ankle grazing length---one of the more hideously unflattering pieces i own. no wonder it was a rogue lone soldier at a 75% off sale. it sat gathering ankle length dust until one day i got around to taking it to the tailor----who proceeded to make it a crop top. well, not quite but lets just say i can't lift my arms or bend down while wearing it. and i have no idea why i'm wearing over the knee boots in 80 degree heat. it was a very bad call. learn from my mistake. unless you want a sweat-stache of your very own. hope you all enjoyed your weekend. back to the grind. cheers to it not being monday!
dress/top for everyone else in the world: 3.1 phillip lim, boots: joie, hat: hat attack, bag: olivia harris