as time goes on i find myself more and more obsessed with stripes; so much so that i could compare my love of stripes to my love of birds, murphy oil soap, fleece sheets, and bagels with nutella. it's pretty serious. i have several striped shirts that are on almost constant rotation and the good news is: they were all thrifted for just a few dollars!
jacket with lines: vintage/thrifted, shirt with lines: banana republic/thrifted, skirt with subtle lines you can't see int he pictures: maurices, tights with lines: target, shoes: steve madden, necklace: i made it
i may have hated geometry and drawing dumb lines on graphs in school, but clearly i can appreciate lines now. and i imagine if i would have been given dozens of numbers that drew a line and told to add them to a shirt rather than a graph on a calculator, i would have enjoyed math a lot more in school.
how was your weekend? mine was great! i scrubbed nearly every surface of my house with my beloved murphy oil soap, ran, rearranged and redecorated a few things in my house, went to a new chinese restaurant (which, coincidentally had the best sushi i've ever eaten), played with ducks, and scrubbed some more.