Has anyone ever told you a story and made your pulse race as if you just ran a mile and back? Seriously with nothing other than words and gestures? Well my friend Jin was telling me a story about a boy she knew in high school, and the typical crazy high school drama and havoc that he wrought in her early adolescent life. That was such a serious and troubling experience to her back then, but obviously and thankfully not anymore. I got really immersed into her story, and by the time she delivered the final twist to the storyline, bang! I was hit with so many emotions that my pulse was going crazy (and she seriously did not feed me with anything vaguely related to hallucinogens). And it was just a love story about betrayal, forgiveness, and closure--I mean aren't almost all chick flicks pretty much that? Anyhow, it was quite a story that I don't think I can ever forget, and it taught me that no matter how old we get, how many guys we date, or how our thoughts and feelings toward relationships, dating, and marriage change, or how much of a cynical and ungrateful person we become, the stories about the most innocent and naive periods of people's lives can touch us in unexpected ways because we all were at one point in our lives innocent and naive as those kids you see in the playground fighting over a sticker.
Enough of my stream of consciousness, and now to an awkward transition. Today I brought my favorite fashion guru and the best storyteller Jin back to my blog. When I was dressed in a total hobo boho style (check my previous blog post), Jin wore a slight hi-low leather skirt with a super soft blue sweater and suede boots. Her necklace was made of round ocean shell-like material that had all shades between white and pink. On this day we were walking around in downtown Chicago and her outfit seemed to fit so perfectly with every single shop that we walked by, whereas my outfit was more for the grass, the flowers, the trees, basically the park or the farm--but not the city. This outfit gave off such a chic vibe, and blue was the perfect color to match the frigid Chicago weather. And that reminds me, I am so not ready for the polar vortex forecasted to hit us all tomorrow. Arctic cold can stay in the Arctic: it sure has no business in Chicago.
Sweater - Apiece Apart / Skirt - Nicholas / Necklace - Francesca's / Clutch - Pierre Hardy