I bought these pants at Zara last year, and Alex HATES them. However, I love them and couldn’t wait to break them out as soon as the temperature dropped below 85 degrees.
Sunglasses: Vintage Givenchy; Shirt: Madewell; Necklace: Michael Kors; Pants: Zara; Shoes: Stuart Weitzman; Bag: Michael Kors
Alex and I went to a late brunch at one of our favorite restaurants, Swingers. I felt extremely daring tying my shirt up to reveal my laughably pale stomach. I just don’t tan. I can’t. Believe me, it’s not cute when I try. It’s all the Irish in me.
(Slightly unrelated) question: why does your hair always look great right before bed and terrifying when you head outside to take pictures for your blog? No, really, not a rhetorical question. Answers, anyone?