Dress, Maude, New Orleans; tights, probably my mom's; shoes, Urban Outfitters; earrings, somewhere random and cheap; ring, Bora via Union Square Holiday Market.
*Note to the uninitiated: Union Pool is a quintessential don't-call-them-hipster hangout that just happens to be a couple of blocks from my apartment. I don't go there that often, but when I do, I always notice/admire two things: 1) The balls it takes to wear glasses when you don't actually need them, 2) The way a handlebar mustache kind of looks like a caterpillar when soaked in PBR. All in all it's a pretty rockin' place though.
aw, thanks for all your nice comments!
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