the airport diaries

Often getting the opportunity to traipse around the more active part of your friendly neighborhood airport, my skills in finding a) interesting (read: awkward) new friends with Ferrais, and b) cool stuff to take pictures in front of have solidly improved in the past couple weeks. Finding this satisfactorily blue hangar wall felt so much like taking that first sip of a strawberry margarita oceanside that I had to abuse it for the entirety of this post. Incredibly awesome Hipsters for Sisters belt bag in tow...I forgot how much I really enjoy not holding things.

ASOS crop, c/o Hipsters for Sisters bag, 10th tribe beanie, Matisse sandals, vintage shorts

flower bomb

So I guess it was time to show you all the mole on my stomach. And my stomach for that matter. Upon seeing these jeans my boyfriend was quick to speculate that they must belong to my other boyfriend since his pants are far skinnier than these. Well, he did a good job picking out these heels that he gifted me last christmas so I'll forgive him.

LF bomber & striped crop top, Carmar boyfriend jeans, vintage Chanel backpack

water's edge

In my fantasy life in which I am frequenting les marchés in Cannes daily and playing petanque in my spare time, I am definitely wearing this outfit. Lounging on the beach watching les tropeziennes laze by...basically the perfect day. The haltering of this otherwise normally strapped top was also one of the best choices I've made since I started adding sun dried tomatoes and avocado to everything I eat...also rather fond of how pajama like these pants are. Man repellant for sure. But awesome.

LF top and pants, Matisse sandals