Fringe Forever (and Other Bad Puns)

There's now a running joke between Chris and I about how many fringed suede jackets it is appropriate for one human being to own. Except it's not a joke, I'm of the opinion that I can own as many fringed jackets as I damn well please, and this beauty happens to be my second, and probably not my last. The first, it's older sister if you will, has yet to make it's debut on the blog, but you'll see it soon enough. It too is fringy and perfect.

This is what I wore on our first afternoon in Cleveland, you know, before the temperature dropped and the snow fell. We're back to wintery temperatures, but I'm optimistic. Those three days of perfect weather we had last week instilled a little summer in my heart and I can't wait to once again wear a floaty dress and fringy jacket, and feel the impossibly warm air blowing through my hair. Isn't it kind of amazing, how it can be so cold for so long, and then all of a sudden it's not?

Wearing: Jacket: Vintage from @TheArdantForager (similar)// Dress: MinkPink (similar) // Sunglasses: Estate Sale (similar)// Boots: MTNG c/o Lulu's // Fringe necklace: gift from Moorea // Skull necklace: defunct Etsy // Vintage backpack c/o Omnia Vintage // Horn necklace c/o Seahag & Walrus // Bracelet: Thrifted