I have yet to conquer the very important skill that all lifestyle bloggers must eventually master: the self portrait. In the meantime you'll have to deal with this nonsense. All stupid faces are a result of me trying to get Lux to come over and her steadfastly refusing.
[Les Halles Jeans; Kimchi Blue Top; Express Sweater; Jeffrey Campbell Boots (they're my favorite pair ever); Lulu Bug Invictus Necklace]
Tonight we're going out a rowdy Irish pub to celebrate my little bro's 22nd Birthday. Although this outfit would benefit from a wide black belt at the waist, my added inches make such fashion statements uncomfortable these days and so in the name of consumption (of alcohol and food, that is) I've opted to nix the belt and go all free spirit. And while I would usually say eff it and go with flats, as I am lazy, it's been raining for about 24 hours and everything is covered in slush or puddles. Hence my super awesome boots, which I've been wearing non stop for 2 winters. I have no idea what I'm going to do when they finally fall apart. We've shared so many swashbuckling adventures together, moving on will be difficult.