Spring Break is over and everyone is TAN.

As I was looking for this spread online every site I linked to was bashing it. But I'm...seduced? intrigued? by it. Two beautiful Italians who have nothing better to do than spend their days waking up late, wandering around the picturesque town just outside their estate and purchasing the odd ostentatious designer piece that would look terribly trashy on anyone with less charm than them (like oh maybe the average Paris Hilton or My Super Sweet Sixteen brat), bumping into their terribly sexy amicos who then give them rides back to their villa on their Vespas, of course, and say "Ciaooo we'll see you tonight!", after which the girls lay around the grounds working on their tans, because what else is there to do? and after the sun has begun to bore them they go and lay around inside their expertly decorated villa in their aforementioned dresses (as pictured here) until it's evening and time to meet up with the fabulous company they keep.

Whoever is ripping on this campaign obviously has no imagination.

I can't find the other half of the spread, and I feel like they are a lotttt darker in Vogue.

But you get the idea. It's fantastically absurd.

I want some cowboy boots....but is that weird then that my brother and I would be matchies?

I just love the idea of a well loved, well worn pair of boots that can go anywhere and the more broken in they get, the more treasured they are.

What a lovely photoshopped picture, what skill! Okay I did it in about 15 minutes since I have to go to church so right now I'm pretty impressed with myself despite the mediocre result. I mostly like the two in the top left and right corners. But I feel cowboy boots are the type of thing you see in person and try on and you just know they're right, and they aren't the type of thing you can just pick out online.

If I wasn't afraid of breaking my body on the stairs or tipping over when swinging on my 30 pound backpack, didn't mind being 4 feet taller than all the Justin Bieber freshman and bending in half to open my locker, and had the money to blow on Marc Jacobs suede platform jellies, I would SO be wearing these to school all day err day.

Instead, today I wore my crispy new $9 white Feds (fake-keds, obviii) from Target.

Classy lady.

stachhioes

go here for gorgeous models with enviable porcelain skin and interesting make-up

he also has a blog the singular. i found out from there that apparently they are making polaroid film again? which is a YAY! but at $21 for 8 slide thingies, my old polaroid will continue to collect dust.

p.s. apparently shift buttons are overrated?

Continuing to post Over-the-Top with none other than Topshop shorts! Harhar look how clever that was, and it wasn't even on purpose.

I feel like there are plenty of patriotic pants exactly like these floating around in Salvation Armies and middle-aged women's closets everywhere, but somehow when Topshop cuts off the legs and puts a $65 price tag on them, they are so much more appealing.

I'm a little disappointed and confused by myself right now because I feel like I've become one of those people who'd be all like, "Ohhhh of course I'll spend an obscene amount of money on a headband made of dried cockroaches, as long as you say it's chic".

Except I'm not all too let down by myself because I enjoy endorsing the absurd, and it's not as though I only like these things because everyone implies that I should, it's just that when they're chucked at me it's like, "oh! well that could be cute!".

Wow, cool Paige, more shoes...

But these are the epitome of the current shoe craze. I see these and am like, PRADA CHANEL REALLY?! RIDICULOUSNESS.

Except if I had the money, I'm pretty sure these would be on the top of my shopping list. It's their absurdity that makes them so covetable and charming.

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