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(Target fedora and skinny jeans, Alexander Wang Boaters Dress, Vintage blazer)

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Natalie Suarez said…
i love ur hat! :))

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FASHION SNAG said…
Cute photos. You rock hats so well.


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Unknown said…
great photo! :)
Aicha! said…
You're look awesome :)
Casandra said…
Your style is always very nice and cool!! :) Kisses fron Spain, Bella!!
Maha M. said…
love the photo and the hat..

i've missed your blog Bella, im back in the blogsphere :)

Meho xx
Carina Joana said…
I love this photo in B&W :D
You look stunning!
Anonymous said…
omg omg this is so damn cool Bells. I love it!!!!!!!
Anonymous said…
omg omg this is so damn cool Bells. I love it!!!!!!!
escritora said…
I love it!
red | hongyi said…
wow this is awesome. i love how it's b&w and u contrasted it so much till it looks like u're blending into the white background =)
val23 said…
Incredible photography! Love your Blog!
Jules said…
Nice photos. I love it. =D

Jules
Soloden.Com
The Brown Mestizo
Ivanka said…
I love it!
Anonymous said…
Stunning look, one of my favorites !!!
I adore the mysterious B&W effect besides ! :)
Revital said…
great pic! loved the jacket |(:
Susu Paris Chic said…
I just love popping in for some inspirations. Your style is unique!
iheartbella said…
your blog is fantastic..amazing photos and style!

kisses
Unknown said…
Your jacket! Awesome!

Solo
Travel and Living
Job Hunter
*chara said…
Such a beautiful photo!
Chara
http://skinnyandflavored.blogspot.com/

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