I like you, Moroccan desert.
I like you, tassled camel.
I like you, fishtail braid.
I like you, pink and navy and orange.
I like you, Free People August Catalog. You almost made me buy an absurdly expensive yet artfully disheveled outfit, but I was too strong for your seductive charms. Plus, I need to start dressing like a GROWN-UP, so that means you and your little friend Anthropologie are on probation until further notice.
