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Vintage hunting in the closest thing I have to snow boots.

(Sam Edelman boots, Vintage leopard faux fur coat and tiger pin, H&M cuffed pants and tank, DKNY bag)

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ZEPETIT said…
You look great!

Zepequeña.
magdaayuk said…
You always have such great shoes!
ediot said…
love going vintage shopping, it's so much fun. hope you're having a good monday lovely

xx
Lauren said…
Ooh you look amazing and I keep examining the stuff in your cart! haha

Kisses
Bella this is awesome, is that seriously just a giant vintage shop?

Love the fur & the shoes!

Lizz
www.ohsoglamx.blogspot.com
xxx
TEXTSTYLES said…
<3 the edelman boots, so good.

*bisous*
Unknown said…
i love your shoes !!!

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andrea paola said…
amazing as alwaysssss
Anonymous said…
Amazing. I want that coat!
Anonymous said…
beautiful!

-COSMICaroline
COSMICaroline.blogspot.com
Eva said…
Ilove yor coat. It's wonderful!!
great outfit to shop in! loving the fur coat with the pin, and those boots are amazing. hope you found some good stuff :)

Beneath the Glass
cute blog and you are so beautiful:)

follow my blog if you like:)
www.dressandheels.blogspot.com
A La Mode said…
Love your boots!
Lucy said…
that beautiful photos, I love those colors and textures.
the boots are wonderful
yiqin; said…
vintage leopard fur, nice :D
CHESCA said…
Cuteness! LOVE your style and those shoes! ;)
Alex said…
Additional comment loving my hot girlfriend's blog and post!

Baby, you know I love you in those aminal prints! ;)
Jana said…
love your jacket
Mariloé said…
nice outfit! and sexy boots.

http://tumeretrouverasaparis.blogspot.com/
mens shoes said…
Super cute shoes! Very fashionable and stylish. You look so great in that outfit.

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