Last fall I went on the most chaotic but totally unforgettable Euro trip, like, I was living out of a carry-on, sprinting through train stations in Paris, and somehow ending up dancing in random piazzas at midnight.
I’m gonna be real, I am not spending summer mornings fighting with my hair.
The other day, I was going through my jewelry box, admiring my rook piercing pieces, when I stumbled upon an old necklace that belonged to my grandma (while wearing her grandma style clothing). Instantly, I was reminded of how much I adore unique and meaningful jewelry.
So, here’s the tea: I’ve been seriously mulling over the idea of getting a new tattoo, and with fall creeping up on us, I’m feeling extra inspired to find something that vibes with the season.
I’ve been literally counting down to switch up my nails for summer, pink nails are always cute, but summer pinks? They hit on a whole other level.