Four Days

I don’t often talk about work on this blog because. . . if I told you, I’d have to kill you. I can share that I’ve spent four days this week, Monday through Thursday, seven hours a day, in training. That’s enough to kill anyone. But I survived.


Sweater, Merona. Dress, swapped, vintage, and shortened. Belt, Buckle. Shoes, Delicious. Bag, Nicole Lee. Bangles, Body Central. Earrings, No Boundaries. Sunglasses, Girl Props.