Brick Roads and Brown Booties

Lance and I headed home for the holiday weekend and returned late last night. Have I ever mentioned that we’re from the same city? Hell, have I even ever mentioned where I’m from?

Welcome to my hometown: Springfield, Illinois.

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Currently wearing… Jacket, Bitten [SIMILAR] | Dress, Converse One Star [SIMILAR] | Belt, H&M [SIMILAR] | Jeans, AE [HERE] | Booties, Steve Madden c/o Famous Footwear [SIMILAR] | Purse, vintage Coach | Earrings, vintage | Rings, vintage | Bangle, Bellestyle Bijoux c/o Heartland Underdog [Unavailable; see the rest of the collection] | Necklace, Fable & Lore c/o ALIVE Magazine [HERE] | Sunglasses, Banana Republic [SIMILAR]

Home of the horseshoe sandwich, Abraham Lincoln, the oldest indoor skatepark, and a propspering music scene, Springfield is probably one of the rad-dest capital cities out there. Going home this weekend was such a treat—speaking of treats, I grabbed a few great ones while we were there, including lunch at Julia’s Kitchen & Lounge, which is located in the corner of this photo. Maybe I’m a little biased, but that eatery has a pretty perfect name, don’t ya think? 

Word To The Wise: See the road? Beautiful, old, and ready to knock you on your face, pretty girl. Note the chunky heel, and trust me when I say that in a battle between a brick road and your skinny stiletto, you always lose. Chunky heels, wedges and flats only, ladies. The ‘Baby Bambi’ buckling leg look is not flattering. You’re welcome in advance.

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