Rag & Bone Daytona Top, velvet skirt, Cambridge-inspired satchel, Celine Papillon sunglasses
Again with my bad boyfriend syndrome. My posts will cease to be so fleeting, they will! I left for NYFW last week and began moving into my loft in DTLA immediately upon my return. And to say I didn't realize how much shit I have is the understatement of the year. I'm the type of person that likes to know where everything is; everything needs to have it's own specific spot. That is not the status of my room right now, resulting in a ton of anxiety. BUT I'm extremely excited about not having to commute to LA for work. It's literally a 6 minute walk (yay!) And you can bet there will be an apartment tour once everything's set!