Foxy Roxy

Full disclosure: my mother picked up this shirt. She thought it was funny and we (read: I) was desperate for t-shirts for this trip. There was something so retro about this tee that hooked me. Or perhaps it was the under $15 price tag. It was most likely the latter, but y'all know I'm a sucker for a bargain. Forever21 is hell on earth, but sometimes it comes in clutch, like shopping ten minutes before close because you realized you didn't have t-shirts approximately six or seven hours before you had to leave for the airport to go to California.

My friend paid $16 to park to get these pictures because we didn't realize there were cheaper lots so like, TELL ME YOU LOVE THESE PHOTOS. I'm absolutely joking. I had to go to the lights, I had to. I was forced by my heart and soul. How could I go to Los Angeles and not see these fucking lights? I've seen them on every damn blogger's Instagram feed for the past five years and I'll be damned if I don't have a photo of my own to add to the over saturation of the Urban Light sculpture.

I debated uploading the rest of my photos from this day in this post, but you know what, this is my blog and I do what I want! I'm going to do an outtakes post of this day coming this week or next. Sometimes I just feel like keeping it casual around here. I'm very much enjoying talking about my random travels. I know it's not the most inspirational or helpful content, but it's making my heart happy so...I'm going to keep doing it!

Top: Forever21 | Shorts: DIY | Shoes: Adidas | Sunglasses: Quay | Bag: Rebecca Minkoff

This picture truly just sums up my California experience. I am writing this at LAX airport, hoping and praying that my 45 minute wifi session doesn't run out so I can queue this to post while I take my overnight flight to JFK. I'm going to really have to sit down and reflect on this trip at some point this week, but right now, I'll admit, I'm a little bit (read: a lot) emotional about saying goodbye see you later to a lot of friends, both old and new. I'm forever a sentimental human being. I'm an introvert through and through, but I thrive off of relationships. I love my friends. I love making new friends. I love the conversations we have and the reminiscing and sharing. I do not, however, love when it's time to go to the airport or bus station or whatever is taking me away from them. It's never been a favorite of mine and I should most likely stop talking about goodbyes before I cry in LAX...again...for the third time.