high rise skinny jeans: gap, shoes: converse, flower crown: me
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to my latest blog post. You could've been anywhere in the world, but you're right here with me. I appreciate that. (Imagine that sounding just like this rather than my usual southern draw). This morning began with a cup of coffee and a head full of daydreams back to my trip to New York last summer. I so vividly remember the rush of excitment I felt stepping off the plane, sliding into the backseat of a taxi, and watching the city blur through my window as it took me to the hotel. In moments, I fell in love with New York. From the busy summer sidewalks, to the gritty subway, and lights that sparkled so unintentionally beautiful at night. I remember thinking "this must be the most hopeful place I have ever been." Everywhere, it seems is filled with opportunity, and each street holds a different adventure. You can be anyone you want to be, and make anything happen. It's definitely the kind of feeling that gets in your blood and leaves you longing to return. On some days that I'm unable to bring my head down from the New York City cloud, I like to spin the The Blueprint, and let Jay Z take me back to the way I felt walking up the subway stairs and onto the streets of Brooklyn. (Not to mention I just really admire Jay Z, his journey, and the ambitious spirit that has gotten him where he is today.) I'm always taking outfit inspiration from the music I'm listening to, or the movies I've seen, and today is no exception. Standing in between my open closet doors while running my hands over the hangers and singing "ain't no loooooove in the heart of the city" eventually led to a black and white striped shirt, dark high waisted skinny jeans, red converse, and a flower crown (of course). In reality, I may be walking the streets of Chattanooga, but in my head I'm in Brooklyn, baby.