remember when i said that all good things come to an end? well they dont have to – my current state: compulsively hitting replay to Rick Ross while laying here in bed writing this post, drinking coffee. the time is 6:42 a.m. and the mood is right. i did a show last night at Noveau Antique Art Bar that was a huge success and even made it to the real Southern Living blogspot: The Daily South. kind of a big deal in the south y’all. the Valentine Shack had a great turnout and, once again, houston locals rock. thanks for coming out to sip some/shop some. the hardest part of the night was getting it all together.
if someone finds out what was in the air yesterday i’d like to know. i went from dancing around in fluffy, sparkly Taylor Swift-esq dresses listening to Duffy – to grinding to Rick Ross “everyday im hustlin'” in skinnies, a black blazer, and two chains. every time i get ready to go out my room ends up looking like a scene from The Hangover. after a long, hard fought battle (with myself) i finally hung the white flag, manned up, and committed to an outfit to wear.
long black, leather accented blazer//graphic tee//vintage jewels (all ADD + gifted bead from Yoko Vintage)//black skinnies//Gianni Bini heels
….ev-ev-everyday I’m, everyday I’m, everyday I’m hustlin’ – real hard.