|Tank: Anthropologie. Pant: H&M. Jacket: Urban Outfitters.|
Toms wedges. R&Y Augousti oversized clutch.
Confession. Sometimes I pretend I'm in an Anthropologie catalog. Is there something wrong with that? I know, it's really dorky. And super embarrassing.
Well great, now that everyone knows how cool I am (or at least my six followers, thanks you guys!), let's share some more things: I also have this dream of living in one of their stores. Just think about it for a minute: it always smells so nice, there's all sorts of nooks and crannies to explore, at least one spectacular bed is available to sleep in, and who doesn't want all those nifty kitchen things? Um, and lets not forget, oh, all the fabulous clothes that would be at my disposal.
One more secret: those pants, yep, they're stretchy dance pants. And there's a black tank hidden somewhere under there too. Ready to dance, but no one needs to know.