stolen from mom's closet jacket; Forever 21 shirt; Forever 21 shorts; Jeffrey Campbell "foxy" platforms; c/o TIKKR "burnt orange" watch; c/o Konstantino bracelet; vintage & handcrafted jewelry
I love that I look like a deer caught in headlights in basically every picture I take. Except that's total sarcasm & I don't actually love it. What I do love? This sweet watch sent over to me from TIKKR. I hate that I'm always such a neutral nancy but I have the absolute hardest time integrating color into my outfits. I'm taking baby steps though by trying to add little pops either in my nail polish or lipstick or accessories & these watches totally enable me to do that. They come in a variety of colors (GLOW IN THE DARK TOO!) & the bands swap out so you can change to whatever color you're feeling that day. Peep their store HERE & go get yourself some TIKKR.
So I've been in a total funk the past few days. It happens literally every time I come home from NY. It's just some shit because I know I need to be living there & I just need to make it happen but it's so hard to just pick up & move to a different city & have to find a new apartment & a new job & start a new life. But I want all those things so I'm not sure what my deal is. I think for the past 8 months now that I've been living with my parents I've fallen into a hole of comfort & easy livin'. & I've been waiting for some sort of fairy god mother to come swoop me away & give me my dream job because when you're 23 with a bachelor's degree (& 75 effing thousand in debt due to getting said degree) life is supposed to be sorted out right? Ew, easier fucking said than done. That was just me thinking out loud.. sorry for THE longest post ever.