What happens when a Golden Girl & a carton of Tropicana O.J. have a baby in a Boca Raton Retirement home?
Answer: This tropical 2 piece realness.
Jonathan and I just returned from a relaxing get away in St. Augustine, Florida, which as you know if you follow along, is where we got married 2 years ago. I stumbled upon this little number in the first thrift store I stepped into for a whopping $3.50, along with many other goodies I'll be posting to the Etsy store today!
Every time we go to St. Augustine we can't help but entertain the idea of dropping everything in our lives and just moving there. I could shoot weddings and portraits and sell vintage online, and Jonathan could paint (although it's a small town, St. Augustine has a booming art scene), get some part time job and we could gig out together (there's high demand for singer songwriters at the restaurants, cafes and bars there too). We wouldn't be rich, but we'd live near our favorite beach and live simply.
But we always opt for plan B, which is get rich THEN buy a summer home on the beach. And alas! We materialize back in LA with all the other little fishies.
Back to the grind.
I know I'm not the only one with escapism fantasies like that. What are yours?
Apparently this jumpsuit made me feel so sassy i did this pose. I guess the Golden Girl was Blanche.
Sorry I'm not sorry.
Alright, I'm a little sorry.
For real tho, what's this face?
I certainly look proud of myself. Pretty sure I've been making this face since I was 4.
Tropical Realness: Thrifted (Similar)
Bag: Dooney and Bourke
Shoes: c/o Charlotte Russe
