I love new houses- they hold a lot of promise- the promise of becoming a home, the possibilities of facilitating ambitions, things like that. This particular new house & surrounding area went so well with the outfit I was wearing (look at the the colors- yeah buddy). I loved the outfit. I felt like a complete bum. Maybe a trucker. I just felt sloppy and relaxed; I was even wearing flats. The funny thing was that when I wore a variation on this outfit (the shirt, shoes, and shorts), I got more compliments than.. maybe ever... at the meeting I went to (no, not a business meeting- I have SOME sense). Everyone loved the shirt for some reason. The best part was the number of questions I got about whether I had been a mechanic. Please. Do I look like a mechanic? I mean, I may be handy with a wrench, but.. not that handy.
I know that my pride should prevent me from posting this picture, because it's so cliché, but I just enjoy it too much.
Like the echo of the yellow and the pale blue and the grassy colors from the picture above this one? Exactly. Totally unintentional, totally awesome. I also like that the signs point in 2 opposite directions. I guess that's what you get in a backwater town: confusion.
I love abandoned/burned-out buildings. They have stories to tell if you can just figure them out. It makes me sad that there aren't volumes written about places that don't "matter". Like this building- I wonder what it was. I wonder if it was loved. And I think it looks gorgeous coming apart at the seams the way it is, set against the backdrop of the sky and expanse of green.
I didn't really think this outfit looked sexy until these photos.
I like to think this was a 'creation of first memories' kind of thing. I totally rack up first times. First photo in this mirror. First.. uhh.. I'm not really sure.
I know that my pride should prevent me from posting this picture, because it's so cliché, but I just enjoy it too much.
Like the echo of the yellow and the pale blue and the grassy colors from the picture above this one? Exactly. Totally unintentional, totally awesome. I also like that the signs point in 2 opposite directions. I guess that's what you get in a backwater town: confusion.
I love abandoned/burned-out buildings. They have stories to tell if you can just figure them out. It makes me sad that there aren't volumes written about places that don't "matter". Like this building- I wonder what it was. I wonder if it was loved. And I think it looks gorgeous coming apart at the seams the way it is, set against the backdrop of the sky and expanse of green.
Black Boots (Mustard Seed)
Black Liquid-Look Leggings (Ebay)
Jockey Black Bra (Walmart)
I didn't really think this outfit looked sexy until these photos.
Grey Sheer Racer-Back Tank (Bluefly)
GM Chambray Work Shirt (Stolen(no, not really, geeze))
Adia Kibur Multi-Colored Earrings (Ideeli)
Song Of The Day: Night Of Wands - Au Revoir Simone







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