In Some Sense, Aren’t We All Plastic Horsesfeatured
Styling slip dresses with white tees, hanging out with plastic horses, sporting some ridiculously impractical shoes, posing in an obnoxious way next to some graffiti and whining about extreme heat one last time – those are a few things I managed to squeeze into the last moments of summer. Also taking an almost sarcastic amount of outfit photos. So yeah…
How are you coping with the fact that this summer is no more? That it is an ex-summer, it has ceased to be, expired and gone to meet its maker? For me, it’s either copious amounts of chocolate or psychedelic drugs. Haven’t decided yet.
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Yana
Hi! I'm Yana. I'm here to inspire you to try new things in fashion, travel and in life. I'm a fashion stylist, cat lady and a food enthusiast with an endless list of travel goals. Check out my contacts to stalk me on social media and don't forget to subscribe to monthly A Handful of Stories recaps at the bottom of the page!
