When I was in my early teens, I dreamed of being in my 20’s. I legit daydreamed about all the things I would buy, all the boys I would kiss (listen, I was young and impressionable), and all the freedom I would have. What I didn’t take the time to truly think over was all the chaos your early 20’s can bring. Let me just tell you, the chaos smacks you in the face like sour breath during a first kiss.
Hola babes.
I’m officially off of vacation mode and on to blogging mode. If you missed it, I went on a much needed vacay to Los Angeles, California and recapped my trip here. For my babes that religiously keep up with your girl, let’s get right to Flirting with Tweed — today’s blog post xx.
Good morning babes!
Happy Thursday aka TGIT for all my Scandal and How to Get Away with Murder lovers. If you babes keep up with me on instagram, you know I’ve been struggling with finding inspiration as of late. I’m not sure why (I honestly think every blogger goes through this at some point), but I’m working through it.
Well scratch that.
YO.
So jumping straight into some fashion talk because I’m on a time crunch and have to finish reading a few (long) chapters for school. Life update next post?
Summer, is that you? Pretty much babes. The official first day of summer starts in four days, and with it fast approaching I can’t help but get ahead of myself.
For me, I’ve always thought of the first day of summer as quiet permission to get wild. Well, wait. Let me rephrase that. My wild, may be a bit different than what you babes have in mind. Get wild as in read books, on books, on books that I love; sleep in till 10am; watch TV in between said books; go out with my girlfriends; and hit the club scene once in a blue moon.
