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Style: Summer Blues

Once upon a time blue was my favorite color. That ship has sailed as I’m all about rich purples and teals and sexy grays these days. Still, there’s something to be said for summer blues. I chose this (oddly lit) wall because I love the design. This storefront was once a Native owned herb shop. I’m not sure if it closed permanently or just moved, but I get the feeling this wall may be gone soon. I just don’t wanna forget, you know.

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Being stuck in the house recovering from surgery has kept me from all the fun hikes and parties and that general freedom of whimsicality that summertime brings. I’m thankful to be up and about. Even if I am wearing an abdominal binder (think unsexy corset). That’s alright, though.

Still cute. 😉

Credits: Dress, Converse All Star. Vintage platforms, thrifted. “Hoot” Earrings, Hurricane Ridge Lodge. Makeup, Bare Minerals, Urban Decay, e.l.f. Hair, Curls products on old, dirty hair

You may have noticed I’ve been falling off the Style wagon the last few months. All my amazing photographer friends are off living amazing photographer lives, but I have a remote for a reason. I definitely need more practice directing myself, but it’s something worth doing. You wouldn’t believe how many people either came up to me or yelled to me from nearby traffic. One guy stopped to say how great that shop once was and that I picked a great spot. Another guy asked me to take his picture, but my battery died. What have we learned? Taking pictures of oneself in public is a great way to make friends.

Unintentional rays of sunshine, amirite?

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