My birthday was on the second of September. It fell while I was in the middle of my vacation in the midwest, a glorious expanse of land, fields, and lakes. For a girl born and bred in the city, this was the stuff of dreams. This day was a small and pretty much inconsequential affair – just the way I’d have it (partly because I’m that lazy). No cakes, no singing, just wandering through old farm equipment in an attire entirely inappropriate to the event. I’ll post about the steam threshers after this!
// WHAT I WORE
Crafted dried floral head wreath via the renaissance faire
Forever21 little black cut-out dress
Top Shoes Brown boots