If loving fashion is a crime, I plead guilty. Welcome to my closet.

If loving fashion is a crime, I plead guilty. Welcome to my closet.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Little Miss Match


I scored this dress at a kids store called Little Miss Match (they have fabulous socks, but a little pricey). I always see little girls with the most adorable flamboyant outfits and wonder why they don't make adult clothes that fun. Big bows, bright colors, and bold patterns that's what I'm all about! I guess my mom put too many headbands with flowers double the size of my head when I was a child and I never grew out of it.
The boots are Frye, which is my favorite boot brand I have yet to find. The quality is incredible. They seem so timeless I always justify my sinful purchase with the thought that I will be able to wear them twenty years from now. 
However, my next boot purchase will include zippers because man do these boots require a partner and a studly pair of biceps to rip off my of sausage toes.
I purchased the hat from Free People years ago. It has saved me from some bad hair days. Two years ago I thought it would be a bright idea to cornrow my hair up like Bo Derek from the movie Ten. Little did I know that when you leave your hair in braids for two months it all falls out along with the fake hair I put in. My stupid self didn't think to brush out the afro before taking a shower and going to bed. I woke up with a dred the size of a tennis ball stuck to my scalp. That just happened to be the first day of school freshman year of college. I called my boyfriend at 5:30 in the morning. The saint came and saved the day bringing me hair supplies and this miracle hat. I shoved all my hair up there and it still looked great even though i was sweating bullets in mid august. I stopped by my hair salon that day and after a good hour and a half with three ladies ripping my hair out and half my hair on the floor I left never to get corn rows again.
                                                                 
                                   First experiment.

Next summer I got corn rows again. Who knows this summer isn't over yet....


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