i see your perfect summer sandals and i raise you a handful of extreme envy.
"yeah, i'm wearing a gazillion fluorescent friendship bracelets, a short black mini with splashes of glow-in-the-dark orange and purple, a diamante flower index ring, a native-y rainbow clutch, and construction-worker-vest orange nails." (some things are better in reality than they are in theory)
i challenge you to wear a white dress and not look breathtakingly gorgeous. not. humanly. possible.
is it just me or is there something about this girl's look that screams: "screw you, i'm stinkin' awesome!"? on a side note, i think i just found my new motto.
if you had asked me, prior to seeing this picture, what my thoughts were on wooden beads, i'd have made the same face that i make when i'm thinking about that purply-red colour all of those older, french-canadian ladies put in their hair. but now, thanks to little miss grey-gardens here, mama's turned her frown upside down.
sometimes, i like to pretend i have a lisp. just to jazz things up a bit. "pleats" is an excellent lisp word.
i'm gonna go out on a limb and say that bohemia beautannica will never have to work a day in her life if she keeps this up.
how is it possible that i have zero summer scarves? must. change this. ASAP.
black + brown = TLF