This being my third post about my March adventures in the City of Angels, the cat's now fully out of the bag: I really, really, like, really dig the west coast. Something about the smell in the air and that ridiculously chill vibe. Or even just for the foliage. Whatever it is that wooed me (explained here, kind of), I've been fully seduced by the sunshine.
So much so that I've shed my regular clichéd New Yorker black monochromatic ensemble for a full boho-inspired lewk. Which actually felt like the most natural thing, go figure. Perhaps more palm trees should be in my future?
Vintage jacket from Thriftwares
Vintage white shirt
Free People boots
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