Dear Blog, I'm sorry I don't love you.

VPL bras, via shopstyle. If I could, I'd buy you all and wear you like I wore Aeropostale camis everyday in 6th grade...peeking out from under my shirt whenever possible.

I so very much prefer you all to these Alexander Wang bras.

Oh, look at this oh so natural, high quality Photo Booth picture of me casually wearing sunglasses and some sort of babushka while sitting on the floor of my parents bedroom. Oh, and what is that on my finger? Could that be perhaps, what?, my long sought after ring watch?

Well lawdie lawdie leaping lizzards it is! Purchased over a most action-packed weekend last month, in which I will expand (expound?) upon in a future post. It was my first eBay purchase which was an exhilarating experience. Anyway it arrived last Thursday just in time for AP testing, and oddly enough it was ticking away almost perfectly on time, even though it was sent from somewhere in Asia.

Mila Kunis and Vera Wang at the Met Ball.

And an eerily similar gown from Jak & Jill.

Her tulle dresses make me want to cut up all my old ballet costumes and create something fabulous.

You don't alter Vera to fit you; you alter yourself to fit Vera.

Love:

these clothes that are shorter in front and drape in back.

crop tops. but they'll have to wait till I get some tan abzzz.

Roxy's new summer clothes, espesh because they aren't branded with the logo.

Pandora, and wish I wasn't so cheap and would actually buy the songs so that it wouldn't be necessary to lug my laptop all around the house.

ohhh um heyy blog...kind of forgot about you there...

studded hearts

Summer!! I NEED YOU!! nownownownownownowRIGHTNOW

Going completely insane. Need a change of scenery. Desperately.

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.