What I’m Wearing…
* Vintage-inspired Jeans from AGolde – I still love these! Also seen here and here in 2020. They look like old Levi’s 501s but are more flattering (on me anyway) and I still love this cropped length and ps. they have a double pocket detail on the butt 🙂 – these are similar in cut and shape and I’ve included more styles in various prices in the shopping widget below.
* Old v-neck little black sweater
* Hollister cozy comfy faux shearling coat (also seen here)
* Old furry black beanie
* Philip Lim sunglasses – kind of loving these retro geometric sunglasses
* Dr Martens Serena boots with the faux fur lining
* Marc Jacobs pillow bag with silver chain strap… also old. Nothing new here really.
It’s still fall but it already feels like winter… we actually got an early snowfall last week after a crazy windy rainstorm, but only enough to remind us that winter is around the corner and I’m already looking forward to summer. Am I the only one?
As much as I enjoy the seasons, I also truly enjoy warm weather. If only we could visually see the seasons without feeling them (lolol). On the other hand, what’s truly magical about experiencing seasons is anticipating the next one!
It feels a little silly talking about the weather, like some small talk when you run into a stranger or acquaintance on the street. I really don’t love small talk, yet the weather is the most notable thing to small talk about when you live in a small town and everyone is experiencing the weather… it’s like the one thing we all have in common, and it’s so easy to talk to anyone about it and then be on your way.
It’s funny, that’s all… like a movie. (Everything feels like a movie unless I’m watching a movie about LA, in which case, it just feels like I’m watching regular/real life – how weird is that?)
Maybe if I grew up here or in another small town, it wouldn’t still feel like a movie, but growing up in LA is on an entirely different playing field I suppose. Although you don’t realize it when you grow up there, because it all feels so normal… but it’s not. It’s the opposite of normal, but I wouldn’t have wanted to grow up any other way.
Now, the littlest things feel like magic to me -movie magic- especially since nothing is real in LA and you sort of always know it. You grow up knowing it… people, places, everything really. It’s real but it’s not. You gain a certain type of 6th sense for bullshit and can spot it a mile away… but you have to go on pretending that you don’t. Like you just go along with it and it’s all so boring.
Maybe that’s just my own experience and compared to where I live now, while it is still relatively close to LA, has a very rural quality about it. Things feel real and alive here in a way that they don’t there… and maybe the uncertainty of the changing seasons intensify that feeling… and I guess that’s why I like it so much.
But also… the trees ♡ヮ♡
Still working on my closet room (above)… it’s coming together, like everything else, slowly but surely.
Happy Monday Lovecats!
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