On Friday, I saw the handsome and suave uomo, Fantasma, of Controlled Crash, rip some sick waves. Whoa, dudes. Whooooa. Alas, due to sharks, the water adventure was cut short. Still managed to get a few decent snaps. Behold!
{I tots slipped a beachy OOTD in there. Tricky trickster!}
Suit: Mailott from anthropologie - snagged while on wicked sale.
Shades: Forever 21
Flip flops: Wal-Mart - we ain't fancy folk 'round these parts.
Nail polish: Midnight Sky
Title: "Milwaukee" by Stephen Kellogg
You can really feel summer's approach the last few weeks. With the mornings still in the 50s and afternoons of 70s, I guess you could classify it as spring, but it won't last very long. Already we're getting closer and closer to 80! I'm busy dreaming of flowy tops and bottoms, sheer fabrics, neutral wedges, colorblocking, refreshing brights, and wicked styles of jewelry. And plenty of ice cold drinks.
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