I just got back from a week in New York. I wanted to stay longer because I forgot how much I loved that city. It’s full of so many beautiful people. Everyone has such great style and everyone carries them so well. Each person has like a 100 different stories. Some lies, some tall tales, some the truest thing you’ll ever hear.
But I am back in Los Angeles. So sadly no matter fall weather. No more layers. Back to tank tops and shorts and skirts. *sigh* I just want to wear a blanket and sweats all the time. Los Angeles doesn’t allow such behavior.
Been on top of things when it comes to that new blog. Check it out.