I was in NYC this weekend helping a gf grow her business. We did dinner in Soho with one of my college friends and then had a productive and successful day of work on Sunday. I am now back in Chicago again preparing myself for the weekend to come (case of the Mondays?), as I will be going back to Indiana University (my alma mater) to speak about my life as an adult and my career (not including VF; although it would be cool if someone knew about it). And once that is finished, I will be pretending like I am 21 again, reuniting and celebrating in the town that once ruled my life. These pics from Venice are the last of the Cali pics and a reminder that I will now spend my 3rd weekend away from home. I’m not complaining, though.
I took off for San Diego on V-day night to spend some quality time with my family on the West Coast. We rented a cute beach house close to the coast and stayed relatively low-key; coffee, beach, shop, eat, repeat. This get-up was just the right amount of trend, comfort, and layers, as the temps went from hot to cold in a matter of an hour. Rumor has it that’s just Southern Cali for ya'.
I often have to dress up for work (like really dress up), but on some days (as in this past Friday) I can get away with ripped jeans and a sports tee; and as you can see, I take full advantage. After work I met up with some college friends and then spent Saturday with my bf celebrating V-day a tad bit early since I am heading out to Cali on Thursday. And minus the scarf, I will likely be bringing all these pieces since I am hoping for a little warmer weather.
The weather this weekend was snow and ice, which called for water-resistant boots and probably a warmer jacket for my Saturday night. I am moving in with my boyfriend in a couple months (gasp), and we are planning on fixing up his place before I haul my clothes, shoes, accessories, and junk into his man cave. Saturday I spent the evening with him at a very cool spot called “Home Depot” looking at closet ideas. This actually ended up being more fun than I thought; perhaps it was the sushi and frozen yogurt afterward that made the night, but hey, to each its own.