One of the things I have the most gripes about ever - parking. Only second to people who stand on the wrong side of the escalator (Hey, sometimes I want to walk up), parking is just one of those things. Anywhere I will likely have to search for 30 minutes, pay, constantly feed the meter, erase chalk marks off my tires and then sit in a traffic jam to go home is no bueno. So I thought it was only fitting that we took these photos in a completely vacant parking lot...kind of perfect considering the happiness of an open expanse/the half finished roll of thin mints I'm currently chowing down on. Either one.
LF furry jacket and rayon denim, Modern Vice sneaks, vintage bag, Céline sunnies, F21 denim jacket