A throwback to early spring. When I lived in my old as heck, bleached out Levi's. Which I would still be living in if it didn't have a huge tear right below the right butt cheek. Gotta take care of that quick. Never got around to using these pictures for some reason. But I really dig the vibe of them. It was sprinkling on me. I wore this shirt to sleep the night before. And my hair was unwashed. A hot tomboy mess with a touch of lace to give the allusion that I am somewhat of a put together sort of person. Sometimes you just have those kind of days. You just got to roll with them with your chin up and hope for the best. Had a little fun with the editing. A little magical flair never hurt one bit. But to get to the bottom of the real story here, I am basically posting this because the shirt worn in this post is currently missing in action. A sad fact in deed. It was one of those pieces that you throw on in a mad rush because you know it will work and look cool with anything. Even bunny printed pajama pants. Yerp. Hopefully I dig this baby back up soon. Maybe it's lying in the bottom of my dirty clothes pile. Or I don't even want to know where. All I know is that I love band tees and I love disintegrating Levi's and light flares and that's that.