Fashion // Into the rose garden

Hey, today’s my birthday! 24 years old.

I put this outfit together and promptly squealed in delight. This outfit combines some of my favorite things ever: blush pink, floral print, and tutus. I felt like Carrie Bradshaw, and also like one of those ballerinas in a Degas painting. It’s a weird combination, I know. But I felt very happy and twirly.

If I were going Paris Fashion Week this year (dream/life goal), this outfit would be in my suitcase.

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tulle skirt c/o, sweater from H&M, floral oxfords thrifted


and then there are Shopping Days…

Saving money makes me want to spend it. I suppose it makes sense. My little reward for skimping on clothes and driving around to find a meter with time already on it is that once in a while I can give myself free rein to shop, within reason. I bought a dress, a blazer, and a couple of belts. Then I stopped by my local Barnes & Noble and had coffee with my sister. I couldn’t resist picking up a copy of Truman Capote’s Breakfast at Tiffany’s. 


I love the heart keyhole back on this white knit dress, and the blazer is fitted with ruching on the sleeves. I also indulged my inner girly girl with a couple of bow belts.

“What I found does the most good is just to get into a taxi and go to Tiffany’s. It calms me down right away, the quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there.”