Happy weekend everyone! Peter and I have been on a prolonged vacation with the family and it has been all kinds of relaxing. Seriously, I’m so relaxed right now I am barely stressing about the fact that I am almost done my Masters diploma and still don’t have any job prospects…Oh, I spoke too fast, there it is again. Expectations are fun! All jokes aside it has been so good for us to spend some time with my parents, watch tons of Amy Schumer, and get really tanned and fat from our days’ anticipation revolving around our next meal. As much as I drink that green juice in the morning and go for that run…it still doesn’t outweigh the mountain of carbs sitting in my stomach being converted to fat. Is that even how that works? I failed bio in high school…I think that’s the class where we covered digestion. Anyways, on this particular day we went to Miami’s Design District to check how the area was coming along and to eat at Harry’s, our favourite pizza spot. Thankfully, these pictures were taken prior to hoovering my meal, as it doesn’t look nearly as cute covered in sauce. Sidenote: off the shoulder tops…real tough to eat in.
Constricting as shit
Christian Dior earrings, Ray Ban Clubmasters, Tibi top, vintage Levis shorts, Olympia-Le Tan Cinderella bag, Sydney Evan, David Yurman, and Cartier bracelets and watch, Jacquie Aiche rings, and Christian Louboutin “Costa Nada” sandals.
San Francisco, California
On our second day in beautiful San Fran, we did what any curious visitor would do, and touristed it up a bit. The Walt Disney Family Museum was first on my list of course, followed by some Painted Ladies action, the Golden Gate Bridge, Swan Oyster Depot for some mollusk fun, and topped the day off with a magic show…yes a magic show! Personally, I find being a tourist incredibly fulfilling. Getting to check historically relevant locations or architectural wonder off my bucket list, totally gives my OCD a field day. If only the practice wasn’t associated with Hawaiian shirts, crocs, and visors. Today, I take a stand, never again will tube socks with sandals and questionable sunscreen application be synonymous with visiting culturally pertinent locals. Tourist shaming ends now!…as I do it wearing fucking fringe. BOOYAH!…is booyah still a thing?
Will What You Want…to fucking wear
Chanel scarf and shoes, Kate Moss for Topshop jacket, Zara shirt, Givenchy necklace, Sydney Evan (similar) and Cartier bracelets and watch, rings by Jacquie Aiche and Nasty Gal, Rag & Bone jeans (similar), and Balmain “Pierre” bag
Midway through our trip in beautiful Santorini, Peter and I decided to take a little roadtrip around the island. The weather hadn’t been very kind to us and the beautiful tan I had worked so very hard on for our wedding, had officially gone MIA. I was see-through. Mix that up with some uncontrollable “top down” winded hair and this is what you get. A Sebastian Bach look-a-like. A total hot mess…but not so hot, kinda pale, and kinda pissed about it.
Man I feel like a woman
Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses (similar), Unif crochet top, Nadia Safti shorts, Jacquie Aiche BODY CHAIN, Aurelie Bidermann rose and feather bangle, ELA RAE HAND CHAIN, TAI MULTI STRAND, Nordstrom and Cartier bracelets and watch, Nike fuelband, and Chanel bag and shoes.
Our big fat greek honeymoon, started on an extremely windy day, with very tipsy newlyweds. We headed over to Santo Wines winery to for a tasting and left the grape factory a little less level headed. Turns our 18 wines will do it for me. It was the beginning of a great week, and though the sun took a a few days to show it’s face we had an incredible trip. Here I am drunk in oversized overalls, with the wind almost successfully pushing me off a cliff. Enjoy!
Living on the Edge
Porsche Design aviators, knit bra, Olivaceous sweater from Editorial Boutique, 3X1 overalls, Jacquie Aiche body chain, bracelets and watch from NORDSTROM, Tai, Neiman Marcus and Cartier, Chanel denim Boy Bag, and Alexander Wang “Marlene” Sandals (similar).