Damnit, guys. I’m obviously struggling with this whole “Spring” thing. In Cali, Winter is the perfect season for fashion. There is a harmonious balance between warm days and cool days, with a variance of only about 20 dees-grees (Rick Dees fo lyfe). This means equal opportunity for both cool weather wear and warm weather wear…or basically more skin vs. less skin. Looks like we’re basically in the final home stretch to Summer dressing. Now don’t get me wrong; I looooove me some Summer time. It’s just that my affinity for fur coats and boots and layering leaves my sartorial subconscious feeling empty inside. I busted out this big ass fuzzy coat for one last time…and ya I was basically burning up. Guess it’s time to retire the furs and bust out the bikinis, bitches ;) C-Bay everyday!
Thrift coat. Thrift crop sweater. Vintage jeans. Thrift hat. F21 booties.
Until next time,
Chelsea
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