Happy Easter!

What I’m Listening to: Just What I Needed by The Cars

Happy Easter! (April Fools!) Isn’t this rose pattern pretty? When I saw it I knew it was going to be my Easter dress. There’s something so spring-y about it! Of course I couldn’t not do a statement shoe, but I wanted to look outside the typical white Easter shoes. These 1980’s inspired red patent leather pointed toe heels were exactly what I was looking for. (Try saying that 5 times fast!)

Peace,

KJ

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Red Velvet

What I’m Listening to: Be My Baby by The Ronettes (Fun Fact: The Ronettes is the band my mom, Ronette, was named after)

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and welcome to 2018! It’s been a wild holiday season, but I’ve got a couple posts headed y’all’s way over the next few weeks, so be sure to stay tuned for those. First though, I want to focus on this dress, because it’s one of my favorite pieces in my entire wardrobe. It’s simple but over the top at the same time, AKA: my favorite combination. I kept the rest of my outfit (hair included) fairly streamlined in order to really let the dress stand out and be festive without getting overwhelmed by accessories. But enough technical speak, go forth and see for yourself.

Peace,

KJ

Mini-Post: A Study in Blue

What I’m Listening To: Read My Mind by The Killers

Welcome to Mini-Post Monday, where I feature a quick rundown of an outfit plus a great quote from a book I’m currently loving. This week I’m sharing a quote from Time Regained, the final volume of Marcel Proust’s seven volume saga Remembrance of Things Past. I’m also loving flowy 1970’s inspired dresses right now, they’re just the right blend of style and comfort. This one has a such a fun print! “Every reader, as he reads, is actually the reader of himself. The writer’s work is only a kind of optical instrument he provides the reader so he can discern what he might never have seen in himself without this book. The reader’s recognition in himself of what the book says is the proof of the book’s truth.” 

               ― Marcel Proust, Time Regained

Peace, 

Kick