Cuffed Bell-Sleeve. Not sure if this is even a real term, but if it's not - I'm coining it. I love these sleeves. This sweater has literally been with me through the thick and thin of it. And it just brings me joy. I don't bring it out a lot, but I am always happy when I do.
A lot like scents, clothes have a way of vividly recalling memories for me. I just had to dig back into my Facebook archives to find this gem.
Please note:
That belly still had 6 weeks to go, how that was even possible.
A. - still a closest dearest friend, raising our babies together in SoCal, who would have ever thought. Seriously ever.
And man I am a bangs lover, my hair during pregnancy got a little bit straighter and I jumped, leaped, bounded onto that bangs wagon. It never quite worked out. If the 80s hair ever truly comes back into style, I will be straight bangs in front, with a big ol' curl party in the back. For sure.
And why wouldn't I take my phone out of my back pocket to take a side profile picture. I guess when you're belly is that big, it just doesn't really matter anymore.
sweater - old, back when Macy's was the Bon Marche
jeans - 7 for all Mankind, old
lips - NARS in Damned, Nordstrom.
earrings - Lucia K. Jewelry {new, coming soon! or lets be honest, just email me.}
earrings - Lucia K. Jewelry {new, coming soon! or lets be honest, just email me.}
linking up with pleated poppy for what i wore weds. photos by Angie.
xo,
Kirsty
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