The other day I did some shopping:
The coral Vero Moda top is from the Rimini flea market and the wedge sandals are from H&M.
I'm not that fond of wedges but I like enamel and they fit my feet so well.
Zipper detail <3
And I enjoyed an iced coffee mocha at starbucks and continued with the reading of Melissa Bank's 'The Girls' Guide To Hunting And Fishing'.
"Not quite a novel, the collection builds its appeal upon the reader's thrill at reencountering Jane throughout her young life - always older, sometimes wiser, still smoking. From one story to the next, we look forward to meeting her again." Vogue
Cute stag bookmark.
Page 227.
"It might be easier if you were bringing a date," Donna says in the car, on the Major Deegan Expressway. "But maybe you'll meet somebody."
When I don't answer, she says, "Who was the last guy you felt like you could bring to a wedding?"
I know she's not asking a question so much as trying to broach my unsocial life. But I say, "That French guy I went out with."
"I forgot about him," she says. "What was his name again?"
"Fuckface," I say.
"That's right," she says.
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