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Inhale the City

summerrealness

Tank top — TNA; chambray button-up — Calvin Klein; destroyed denim shorts — Forever 21; shoes — Converse; purse — vintage Gucci; sunnies — the men’s section @ Nordstrom

No pants and barely a top for the hot weather. The chambray button-up in case it gets chilly. Converse chucks for enough comfort to walk around downtown Vancouver all day. Sunnies so I can get away with people watching. 1984 in my purse for reading in front of city skyline. Starbs iced coffee to keep everything on point..

I honestly think I live for leisure.. as bad as that sounds. I’m finally done summer school (cue an audible ugh) and being a newly freed academic slave, I planned a full day of do-as-I-please. Had a fondue date with friends, sauntered around Coal Harbour with a friend and iced coffee in hand, and ended the day on my own at Harbour Green Park with some George Orwell.. was seriously so relaxed, and somewhat heat exhausted.

Vancouver is just so damn aesthetic in the summertime..

polavan

xx, k

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The people who give you free shit

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Blazer — H&M; romper — Forever 21; shoes — Lita dupes from Amazon.com; purse — Dior; Hello Kitty iPhone case — BestBuy99 (best place for iPhone cases); mardi gras beads — courtesy of an annoying guy with annoying friends

I LOVE rompers and jumpsuits because they satisfy the need of an entire outfit in one go (and as you will learn to know and love, I am incredibly lazy).. Plus you can’t get in, and can’t get out, and that’s the best kind of drunk hands immunity.

I remember a lot of my outfits based on what happened in them (NOT what you’re thinking). For example, this lil numba was worn to Vancouver’s fav place to party at on a Tuesday (Celebs). And you know how there’s annoying people everywhere in life, right? Well, I think several of you can agree with me that there is an upsurge of especially annoying people when you are out with your girlfriends.

What happened was, my girlfriends and I were on the dance floor, and this truly remarkable douchebag decides it’d be cute to pirouette between throngs of dancing drunk people. Not just pirouetting (by the way, who the fuck pirouettes in day-to-day life?), he was purposely hip-checking my friends, and being all around irritating as fuck.

That shit is not cute. Like, stop. Do not pirouette aggressively into people.

Unamused as fuck, I tap him on the shoulder and I say, “Can you stop that? You keep pushing my friends and I. And we’re very small.” He stops abruptly and tells me, “I like you,” and removes a mardi gras necklace from the collection sitting around his neck and places it around mine. He then tried to physically pick me up, and I was not having it, but I will take this necklace…

And that’s what happened in this outfit.

xx, k