Sleepless

Pants? Winners (similar and high end) Shirt? Gap, thrifted Jacket? c/o Jacob (here) 

Necklace? c/o RueBelle (here) Clutch? Thrifted Sunglasses? Thrifted

I might have told this story before. It's bound to happen when you have a blog for a few years and have some boundaries over what you will spill... I either recycle a story here and there, or I start lying. Recycling is the more responsible option.

Anyways, when I was 5, my parents bought me a fuzzy teddy bear sweater and I thought it was the best thing ever. But it was way too big and I had to wait to grow into it. I would take it out every month and try it on to see if it would fit yet. And one night, one glorious night, the sweater did fit. I was so excited that night with the sweater folded up at the foot of my bed to be worn the following day, that I hardly slept. 

That is a little how I felt about this outfit. Except there were no fuzzy teddy bears involved. And I did sleep the night before. And I didn't have to wait about a year to grow into it. But, I was embarrassingly excited to wear this...