A friend of a friend referred to me by that very epithet yesterday. “Hey, Cassie, who’s that redhead with the polka dots I always see you with?” It’s nice to know I’ve got a buzz going, though it’s funny to consider how utterly distinctive I wouldn’t have been just a few decades ago. What was commonplace then is quirky now. In fifty years, skinny jeans and Ugg boots and bodycon dresses will be vintage.
Wearing pigtails every day, as you’ve perhaps noticed I have been, seems to have structured my hair into a natural flip. I can work with this.
I’m going to miss the pigtails when I get my hair cut (mostly) off in nine days.
I’m feeling like Solanah of Vixen Vintage today.
Skirt, Necklaces, Belt, & Bow: Old Gold Blouse: Battery Street Jeans Ring: Chatham Caravan Shoes: Gaiam
This song is srs bsns, you guys. It’s my favorite song on my favorite album by my favorite band.