A light-filtered approach to an evening of wandering following a mild juice cleanse, and a scavenge through Book People. The usual. Ordinarily enough, I pulled out the double denim for the occasion, which helped astronomically in keeping me grounded after a browse through the latest magazine checkpoints. Hathaway for Harper's Bazaar took me off-planet for a second there though. No complaints. I'm still unsure as to why I haven't given up on the country vibes that are, well, obvious, but I won't question them just in case they last for a couple of more moments.
(h&m shirt and jeans, ray-ban wayfarers)
Note: blasé juice-grasp demeanor. It's a new one.