
Soo…..
Kind of an odd day so far, but I won’t jump to any conclusions.
Perhaps things will iron out and make more sense by the afternoon.
Let’s hope so.

But on a completely unrelated note, I have a tiny rant for you this Tuesday.
And it’s about these guys.
Being the absolute epitome of a child of the 90s I was raised on a strict diet of Full House.
I
was
obsessed.
I wanted to change my middle name to Michelle.
Live in San Fran (with all of my uncles?).
You get it.
I even vividly remember being in 2nd or 3rd grade and driving around with my poor Father who was subject to listen to Mary-Kate and Ashely’s cassette tapes while we garage sailed.
Sorry about that Dad.
I was their biggest fan.
And then the time came when we went our separate ways and I tried my hardest to disassociate from my Olsen-ridden past.
It worked for quite some time.

But today is the beginning of a life come Full (house) Circle.

Here I stand, in my Elizabeth and James flats.
I have lusted over many things in their line, but couldn’t afford a sneeze of it.
These were on super sale.
And they bring me much peace.

After all of these years, I am finally where I always wanted to be:
In the Olsen twins’ shoes.

Cut.
It.
Out.

Bottom Up:
Shoes: Elizabeth and James via shopbop
Dress: Thrifted
Lingerie Robe/House Coat: Thrifted (and knotted)
Belt: Thrifted
Ring: Erin Wasson x Low Luv! (It finally fucking came!)