And yes, I’m wearing socks and slides. Bite me.
Amongst my stark wardrobe of black and white, there is also something a bit softer that I just can’t quite let go of. Hey, this girl was raised in the country, with a mom that only cooked homemade & organic, and a porch we sipped coffee on every lazy morning. Sometimes it feels good to go back to that place. So here’s to foggy valley views, yoga, and looking just a bit granola. Enjoy the weekend babes.