I just got off the phone with my dear friend and while we talked about the peak of the semester approaching with high-stress and workload levels we also talked about how boring "perfect" is. There is no rebellion, character and flaw in perfect.
Random almost Thursday thoughts.
Saw my angel Angela today, she took some cute shots of me and Kate. Also, notice how my bag is wearing me in my photos? That's because Italian leather is heaven sent.
|Nothing new here, Coat by Me; Sweater, H&M; Jeans, Zara; Shoes, XXI|