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True romance


(Mink Pink True Romance top, Vintage tooled leather satchel~ similar styles here and here , Isabel Marant sandals, Gifted ivory moon-face cuff)


In the Midwest, hot means coping with a daily dose of suffocating highs nearing 110+ degrees. Summertime is basically an excuse to either become a mermaid or invest your life savings in an Olympic-sized swimming pool because even the sheerest fabrics and most nonexistence cutoffs feel like too much fabric.

But it also means adding super cute sandals to my budding shoe collection... like these Isabel Marant Zora wedges, for instance.

❤  Happy weekend to all my lovely readers! ❤

Comments

Aw, this is a lovely outfit, and the shoes are indeed very pretty :)
xx
Alex said…
What an outfit, baby! Awesome new shoes.
Anonymous said…
Wow, great outfit! Love this style! xo

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Anonymous said…
exactly what I like to wear!

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Anonymous said…
such a mysterious belt, I love your post, lovely shoes.

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Wow you got great pics !
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