outfit | opposite of adults

‘opposite of adults’, alternatively titled, ‘the security guard thought i was too fat to be on a seesaw’.

my polaroid camera was a birthday gift and it is my world 

you know, since i recently turned eighteen, i haven’t actually felt that different. sure, i can vote, drink, drive (when i get my ish together), gamble, get married, get my own gym membership, my own savings account, blahblahblahblahblah, and sure, some of those things are daunting, but other than that, i’ve been very calm about this whole aging process.

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outfit | outfit of the day: 12/4/2014

hello readers 🙂 if you follow me on twitter, you would know that the past few weeks/month has not been the easiest (hence why i chose medicine as the song for this post… hehe) but i thought that my blog deserved a little outfit post. it was a quick little shoot done by yours truly with a tripod in my bedroom, hence why there are no detail shots, only my shoes (and my new hair) because i especially needed a reason to blog about them.

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florals? in autumn?

photos by sope og

to paraphrase the devil wears prada, i am wearing florals in autumn. groundbreaking. but in other news, you’ll see below that i cut my hair. i did it very impulsively yesterday morning and with my outfit today, i legitimately felt like one of my fave bloggers, raya rossi. i also committed a lot of blogger cliches today and i understand completely why bloggers do it – its so fun! i: wore my jacket over my shoulders instead of actually putting my arms through them; wore a chain necklace with a button up shirt; wore socks with jelly sandals; carried a celine(-esque) bag.

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tomboy for a day

for anyone who has been reading dearsolo for a while, you’ll know how much i love my topshop mom jeans -i even dedicated an entire blog post to them when i bought them last june. but some time after that, i’m not sure if i lost weight (ha!) or if they expanded, but suddenly, i had to belt them every time i wore them, which i never had to do before, and it was a massive pain in the bum. then, in a completely different train of thought, i became like super obsessed with boyfriend jeans and i craved a pair. so what do i do with some baggy mom jeans and a lust for boyfriend jeans? introduce my boyfriend to my mom and get this uber tomboy-ish vibe.

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