Showing posts with label Phillip Lim. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Phillip Lim. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

One

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We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.
- W. Somerset Maugham

Monday, March 31, 2014

Pashli White Out

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The weather has finally gotten to the point of not being completely horrid and the thought of showing minimal skin and leaving the house sans rain boots isn't so outlandish. It's no LA, though...which is where I was last week and where I wore this 50 shades of white outfit.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Travel Companion: Phillip Lim

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Here we go again! Another travel day and another stint back in California. I certainly can't complain, especially since this guy is coming with me.

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Salads and Steel: My visit home

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I went to home last week, and it seems I have an affinity towards takings photos in front of steel structures. The week consisted of two weddings, lots of romping around the streets of LA, and unfortunately a lot of hacking. I caught some bug and was coughing throughout most of the trip. I got my boyfriend sick too, which sucked because we were both so lethargic, but wasn't so bad because we just ended up in bed watching the Olympics together.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Phillip Lim Steal

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Sure, opening gifts one by one on Christmas morning (or in my case, afternoon) while your loved ones stare and wait for a feigned (or not) gesture of appreciation can be an overall enjoyable experience. Being with loved ones and just getting anything above that is a blessing, I think we can all agree. And just to add some butter onto that piece of sourdough, my gifts were actually pretty awesome this year. My boyfriend was ballsy enough to give this shoeaholic a pair of gold accented ankle booties. He also bought me a sweater I pinned to my "My Style" board…not knowing I already had it. Long distance relationships. I guess not memorizing each others' wardrobes comes with the territory.

Regardless of how awesome Christmas can be, I have three words for you: After Christmas Sales.