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Hands in hair and lace walking


Exciting news coming...

(DIY Seven For All Mankind jeans, Vintage Pendleton blazer and leaf cuff, Forever 21 heels, ring, and rosary, T.J.Maxx zipper clutch, Target tee)

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Aw, thank you... I can't wait to share it! xoxxo
Rosa creativa said…
Bella, I love the pants with the red blazer

xx
Rosa

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Alex said…
Baby, I love that color on you. You look so good!
Claire M. said…
I really love the jeans! where did you buy it?
Cherie said…
your hair looks amazing! and that red blazer looks so striking on you as well. following your blog now :)

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Lauren said…
gaaahhhh, love this blazer and those jeans are INSANE! You look stunning btw!

Kisses
ahh those jeans are epic! amazing look!
Cindy Van Dyck said…
The blazer looks great on you!
Unknown said…
Great photos, love the outfit. x


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MAGDArling said…
i love ur blazer!

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xxx
rosapelsblog said…
nice outfit i like your blazer
Emily said…
You are GORGEOUS! The color of that blazer is so stunning, it makes a classic piece so much fun! And the jeans are awesome, I've never seen anything like them!

xoxo
Em

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