Jeans: Madewell // Cami: Zara (Old, Similar) // Clutch: Zara (Similar) // Sandals: Target // Necklace: Forever 21 // Big Cuff: Vintage (Similar) // Smaller Bangles: Vintage (Similar) // Sunglasses: Vintage (Similar)
These are the jeans I wore when I was 19.
Well, not exactly; but the color, the fit, the vibe... totally the jeans I wore during that time in my life. I was living in Ft. Collins, CO with my hilarious roommate Julie. I was trying to figure out who I was which meant I partied a lot with the boys next door, went to class a little, and hiked in the mountains. I was my own special version of a raver-hippie listening to the strangest music I could find, wearing the strangest clothes I could piece together (many from my thrift store), and searching for the strangest experiences I could stand to have. Man, those were the days. I was an adult, but still so innocent. Unsure of myself, but so fresh and beautiful. Ungaurded. Unafriad. Unattached. I had nothing, but everything.