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Going casual on a hot day...

p.s. Please don't forget to enter the Copper Etiquette x Vintage Lollipops Giveaway! One lucky winner will receive a gorgeous new dress and have the chance to be featured! The contest ends on June 7th at midnight.

 
(Forever 21 tank, shirt, and shorts, Jeffrey Campbell Mariel wedge, random collection of rings/seashell ring, Vintage belt, Alexander Wang Diego bag, BrooklynThread and vintage bracelets) 

Comments

Eva said…
You look so pretty!
Vertiginoso said…
WOow AND I really like the way this casual inspiration (spontaneously) declines itself on such a "leggylicious" way with you Dear Bella !!!! "BOMBnextDoor-icious Dizzyness" . . .

Ă  BientĂ´t, Antoine
CAT WRANGLER said…
wawwww envy with your tanned skin :( so sexyyyy!!!!

http://myayayamanson.blogspot.com
Anonymous said…
amzing heels!!! love the bag :)
Anonymous said…
you look stunning! want the bag!
Cindy Van Dyck said…
I love your shoes! You look amazing xx
Andrea said…
Those shoes are amazing, I really love your tattoo. Great blog xx
ediot said…
Hey girl
looking great. love the shorts and the outfit is so nice
xx
Ideal for a hot day! Love the shoes and the bag! Btw..NICE LEGS!

xx
Andy
The Black Label
Violet said…
love the new header! and the shoes and the bag and fox tail! i just love everything you look so pretty

XX
Vi from Cali
Alex said…
You look gorgeous, baby! This was definitely a hot day, and you looked even hotter! ;D Mmmmm...
Lauren said…
Beautiful, post! Your legs are so long.. I'm a little jealous!
kisses
Lauren said…
Aw, your bf is really sweet.
0 said…
Love the shoes <3
Anna Bonfiglio said…
I love the shoes and the bag is my dream!

The yellow ball
Unknown said…
Love the wedges.
Nici said…
I love your shoes!
And you're such a pretty girl! :)
Adriana said…
omg I am in love with your wedges! =D

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