I'm kind of digging these looks...
Diesel Black & Gold
Alice & Olivia
My head is somewhere between the clouds and a ridiculous dreamy state. I'm realizing more and more what a romantic dreamer I am. As much as I despise chick flicks, I want someone to throw rocks at my window and meet me on my stoop when I walk home from work. I don't want the flowers, a ring on my finger, the obvious gestures. Just the simple acts that scream. I'm pretty sure my heart is too big and I'm probably too much of a lover. All unfavorable in present circumstances. Boo.
Stay cool kiddos. It's damn hot.