Cranberries Are Sweet

 I went to New York City awhile back for a college visit (it was disappointing, I cried) and my mother and I did a little shopping, a.k.a we went to Zara, looked at pretty clothes and bought the cheapest thing there, this lovely shirt. It has become a staple in my wardrobe and I love it. Any shade of red is perfect for me, the color looks amazing on me, but only because I am secretly a vampire. (shhhh. . . don't tell.)

Doc Martens, I love you. So much. Also jeans I have had since 8th grade, I love you. 

Top: Zara

Sweater: thrifted Lord and Taylor 

Pants: Unknown

Shoes: Doctor Martens

Socks: Target brand

Dark Blue, Dark Blue

 The color blue is just such a lovely and calm color. I really do not understand why it is classified as a "boy" color when you are younger and pink is a "girl" color. Since when do we classify your gender through a color? And why would an intelligent society base something through a color? I am honestly baffled and upset with whoever came up with the idea to give little boys blue blankets and little girls pink blankets? My closet is full of all different shades of blue, honestly a third of my closet is blue. There is a little touch of pink. Just a tad. So stick that in your juice box and suck it silly gender color identification.

I love my Dr. Martens. 6 bucks at a thrift store. So happy with these shoes. I need more Docs though. 

Dress: thrifted Liz Claiborne 

Coat: Misimo 

Shoes: thrifted Dr. Martens
Bag: Target brand
Hat: Lord and Taylor