Just when I was getting discouraged with this blog,
somebody reminded me why I started it in the first place.
Yesterday, just as I was about to head back inside and hide from the heat, I passed Caroline.
I ran up to her, did my usual street style spiel, and was in awe of how insanely humble she was!
She said she'd never had anyone comment on her style before -
which is crazy, because how awesome does she look?!
Cropped top & high-waisted shorts - both in perfect proportion,
and a pair of Birkenstocks to ground the ensemble in Midwestern reality.
A girl after my own hobbit-footed heart.
She then began to tell me that she loves digging through her mom's old "weird" stuff, and just throwing it over what she's already wearing.
Strange prints, old jackets - nothing's off limits.
My fashion soul-mate.
|Caroline. Wearing: top: Mom's, shorts: Urban Outfitters, shoes: Birks, watch: Mom's|
So, Caroline, keep on keeping on with your cool self. You made my day, and reignited the fervor that was slowly losing its battle to torn sweatpants.
A day may come when the courage of fashion fails,
but today is not that day.