After our lovely wedding scouting trip in Turks and Caicos last weekend, I decided to stay the week in Miami with my parental unit while my wonderful other half made his way back the mother land. Let me begin by stating that him and I simply do not spend time apart, so this my friends was a big motherfuckin’ deal. Not only that, but it meant that not only had I lost my a piece of my heart and my best buddy for the week, but also my photographer. I don’t know about all of yalls parents (watching too much real housewives of Atlanta apparently, pardon my twang) but mine, god bless them, can barely figure out light switches, so when I asked my mother to take over photog duty it wasn’t looking too good for ConscienceCoupable.com. Surprisingly enough, we got blessed with perfect lighting and the girl didn’t do a bad job!…but I think Peter will keep his, he’s got an in with the boss lady.
Sticky from the beach
Ecua-Andino panama hat, Porsche Design aviators, Jacquie Aiche body chain and Love ring, Nasty Gal crop tank, maxi skirt, and ring, Cartier love and clou bracelets and watch, Links of london, nike, and Hermes bracelets, Animal ring, V knuckle ring and black beaded bracelet from Editorial Boutique in Montreal, and Chanel denim Boy Bag and leather espadrilles.
Walt Disney World
How funny is it that my happy place also happens to be the world’s happiest place as well…I mean what are the odds! Jeez. After we rang in the new year, a few questionable choices were made, and some not so great news was received, which led to my fiancé and I both having a bad case of the blues. Thankfully Miami happens to be only a few hours from the cheering up meca, which ensures “no worries for the rest of your days”…DISNEY WORLD. I have been unequivocally obsessed with everything created by my buddy Walt for as long as I can remember, and though some may assume the madness would dim as my childhood set sails, this was not the case, actually quite the opposite occurred. Since I have entered adulthood…sorry…I just puked in my mouth a little, I have taken advantage of the independence it supposedly instills to make my own choices on how I decide to spend my time. Funnily enough the place I want to be always happens to be DISNEY WORLD, so here I am again! I’m unsure if it has been diagnosed on anyone else, but I am certain the endorphin levels produced when visiting the Magic Kingdom generate a high, which creates very elevated levels of dependance in some especially spirited individuals, like myself. Seriously Disney withdrawal is one hell of a down…
Struttin’ it, down Mainstreet U.S.A
Disney Minnie Mouse ears and Mickey Mouse watch, J Crew Necklace, Wildfox Tee, Hermes bangle, Jacquie Aiche Fuck and You rings, David Yurman Heart ring, Vinatge Levis Shorts, Jeremy Scott for Lonchamp pliage bag, and Givenchy Birkenstocks
We attended the Jay-Z concert in Miami last week and it was all kinds of incredible. I never really feel like I have the right to say that I am a huge rap/hip hop fan, as I feel like a huge motherfuckin’ poser when uttering the words, but after attending this show and singing along to every lyric I’ve had an existential epiphany. I Claude-Alicia, am not a wankster, and am aware that I am not of the African American race, but will continue to wear fitted caps, snapbacks, and oversized tees, wave my palm up and down, stand on my seat, and sing along no matter how much whiter it makes me look. To summarize the rest of our evening in a sentence, we had a bit too much to drink pre-during-and post show, and well….I now have lyrics tattooed under my feet…you live and learn bra…live and learn.
No matter where you go, you are what you are player
Chopard pendant, Givenchy Tee, Christopher Kane Aqua clutch, Chanel high tops
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