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Double thick mascara, Lucky Brand hinge stone dragons and omnipresent caffeine, the boyfriend, one of many wind storms we've had lately, another moon shot, strawberry coladas on hot days, trusty leopard coats on cold ones, Ann Demeulemeester leather pouches perfect for secrets, clearly Chloe owns him, sunroof interiors, and the Pasotti Ombrelli red dahlia umbrella c/o Blue Onion Marketplace that's been making lots of appearances due to recent inclement and ever-changing St. Louis weather. Happy Birthday, Alex!

Comments

Alex said…
This was such an amazing birthday post to see today, baby! Had such an incredible day with you. All week has been just...can't think of a word. I love you so much!
Sarah Whitney said…
Hottie!! That first pic is amazing!
yiqin; said…
thats an amazing fur coat.
I love strawberry shake so much!
Amazing photos sweets, as always!
Anonymous said…
Absolutely love your blog..you have such a pretty life and you always look so beautiful.
Que fotos más bonitas¡¡¡
Sweet said…
you are always beautiful no matter what Bella...I just love the pics and the first photo is just gorgeous!!!

Kisses
Sweet
PensandLens
@mistytewest
Cazals Clélia said…
Beautiful pixs !
Melly said…
Great pics. :)
Do you like follow each other? I´d glad. have a nice day. :)

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