Lately I've been all about textures; something that happens nearly every time the weather turns colder. It's a stark contrast to the breezy cotton I live in during the summer and a nice way to break up all-black ensembles. This weekend was exactly what I've been craving, with gray skies and drizzly weather that lasted all day, with plenty of comfort food. Our place is finally coming together and I can't wait to share pictures soon.
Fields of Blue
My uniform for the cold mornings and warm afternoons has consisted of thin knits (I just bought this one by Free People) and breezy skirts. This skirt in particular has been on constant rotation, since its sheerness requires a slip underneath, a layering trick I most frequently ...read more