Today I listened to my father rattle off star infused facts about the mysterious frontier of outer space. He spoke of pink clouded nebula, asteroid belts dimly revolving and Neptune's orbit. In the golden hour of five o clock we walked out back and stretched our hands towards to sky to capture the white streaks of jets and reaffirm our belief in Gods cosmic hands. There is really nothing like the deep blue sky to set off your mind, nothing like the pale lonely moon to make you want to dream. I haven't posted in a long time. I'm bringing you a very sad post, in the sense that it's not that cool in the fashion department. This little top I do enjoy for its vague and distant quality. Semi-Victorian with that Peter pan collar and the floral pattern is pretty innocent. I paired this sweet top with more edgy black jeans(Literally a staple, well ok they are not a small steel office supply used to keep paper together but you know what I mean) and these rocking black boots. I am also featuring another pair of "sandy" boots that really make any outfit pop, tre wilderness! This crochet blue and white striped top was recently thrifted and needless to say, "I'm positively stoked on it, its a classic." 
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