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New light to reflect upon


Rummaging through image folders and reminiscing over arbitrary moments. Sometimes, it's good to look back.
Windswept raven, Vintage Lollipops x Magazzini Del Sale Capsule Collection, hazy inside reflections, sheer flora, military tuxedo jackets, fedoras on warmer days, and classic black-white-red combinations always. 


  
(Alexander Wang baggy boaters dress, Jeffrey Campbell Tardy bootsDesigns by Bella t-shirt, Steve Madden wedge sandals, Forever 21 floral skirt, Alkemie and vintage jewelry, DIY Levi cutoffs, Striped dress c/o Shabby Apple)

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ZEPETIT said…
Great pics!

Zepequeña.
Natalie Suarez said…
amazing!! i love it! xx

natalieoffduty.blogspot.com
Anonymous said…
lovely photos! so stylish!
xx s
www.my-philosophie.com
Rich Hippie said…
your closet is dye for!
Loreta said…
Love your style!

xx
http://www.itsloreta.blogspot.com/

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