Day 17

Caroline's outfit:

Cardigan- Kmart
Shirt- Target
Skirt- Record Store
Leggins- Old Navy
Shoes- Rainbow

Alexandra's outfit:

Skirt: Nordstroms BP

Tank top: Target

Jacket: Anthropologie

Shoes: LOFT

Caroline: Vintage is my [new] religion

Descubrí la tienda más increíble de ropa vintage en Uptown Normal. Está de camino a la universidad. Siempre uso su cristal de espejo. Ayer entré: está llena de [geniales] discos usados, un gran ‘sale’ y un anuncio en un espejo que dice “Yes, im a real cat”… Sí era muy real: gordo y peludo; que huele tu abrigo y que te pide a gritos que le toques la panza. Ese será mi nuevo refugio. Casi como estar en casa… bueno, en la de los años 70.

Alexandra: Alright, I look French

After putting together today's outfit, I looked in the mirror and laughed, "Okay, I do look French" I thought. But not super hipster-leather jacket-cigarette smoking-converse wearing-skinny jeans-tall boots-disheveled hair-red lipstick-Paris-French French, but rather classic, crisp, clean French. Your mother's French. If your mother were French. Which mine is not.

Hmm. Whatever.

I previously thought that neutrals were for boring people. The Natashas from Sex and the City girls if you will, while I was much more of a kooky crazy Carrie. However, I'm beginning to find that there can be a visually appealing quality to combining freshly pressed items in greys/navys/blacks/whites. Maybe beige isn't bullshit after all.