Rebecca and I (The Crystal Press) have both been on board with the crushed velvet trend. She recently scored some blue velvet booties and I recently picked up these grey ones. I love the way these boots compliment the TIJN mirrored sunnies in this ensemble. Not to mention, these Simmi booties give this ASOS black dress just the uniqueness that I was looking for. What velvet pieces are you crushing on this season?
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How is everyone feeling on this fine evening? Are you loving yourself as much as Kanye loves Kanye today? How many times have you listened to the new Chainsmokers song? Do you like this ASOS dress?
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When I purchased this Justin Bieber shirt from Forever 21, I thought writing a blog post about it was going to be a no-brainer. Not only because is it an awesome graphic tee but because I’m obsessed with Justin Bieber like……obsessed in the way that I know my beliberness annoys the shit out of people and there’s no LOL about it. What I’m trying to say is: this post is not as easy as I anticipated and I am having a hard time putting my love for him into words. As much as I wish this were not true, I’m no master communicator. That being said, I am just going to have to let this shirt speak for itself and say you should get one too. Support the Biebs, guys.
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If there is the best time to be in fashion for a blogger duo like The Crystal Press, I would have to say it is Spring/Summer fashion week in September when the weather is just right in NYC. Rebecca and I are still learning the ropes of this enchanting time of year but, boy, what we have learned so far has fulfilled dreams we’ve had ever since we were little girls. Before I go any further, let me just say we wouldn’t have been able to go on this trip without your support so thanks for following along with our adventures from the very beginning. Yes, that was a shout out to all of the TCP + Cathclaire OG’s.
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Roan (noun): A realm of color, pattern, and texture that is never the same, never dulls, and has unlimited possibility.
Richmond peeps, have you been to Roan in Carytown? If you haven’t, you need to get there. From one of a kind dresses for a special occasion to the perfect outfit for a drink at Can Can with friends, this boutique has got you covered. The eye for impeccable style and design that Hank, the owner/buyer, has is out of this world. As if the shopping experience that Hank and his team have created at Roan isn’t enough, do you see this Roksanda dress I am wearing? Hank picked it out for me! I am an all-black-everything kinda girl and this dress fulfills my all-black needs with just the right amount of white peaking from the back of it.
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The moon must be doing something weird because lately I feel like I can barely keep up with my to-do list. You know those times when you write your to-dos down, but on different lists and then you less than ideally misplace them? That’s me rn.
Between fashion week prep, general life stuff, and a quick stint in Vegas today (all things I am very excited about), life has been quite the whirl wind over the past (barely there) week. However, in my overwhelming to-do list fog, I have managed to find another pair of Alexander Wang booties (!!).
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Blush tones are usually something I balk at, but I have been seeing them all over the blogosphere – and what can I say, I am persuaded. Ok thats a lie, the real reason I am into blush tones is because of the Glossier packaging. Let’s face it, a girl can find inspiration anywhere these days. Speaking of Glossier, how big of a girl boss is Emily Weiss? I recently read that she did the 21 Day Clean Program cleanse prior to her wedding day and well, since I’m engaged, I figured I had to give it a whirl as well.
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“The day will be what you make it, so rise like the sun, and burn.” – William C. Hannan
I know I need a mental reset when I find myself in the habit of getting out of bed 5 minutes before I need to be out the door in the morning. On these kinds of mornings, I haphazardly hop out of bed anything but gracefully and (somehow) wash my face, brush my teeth, throw on an outfit, and carry my makeup bag out the door in a matter of minutes. In these instances, saying that I start my day flustered would be the understatement of the century.
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“We are stars wrapped in skin. The light you are looking for has always been within”
The Word Virus
I can’t wear this ASOS top without thinking of the stars on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. I don’t know anyone personally with their name on that walk of fame but I shamelessly do know that everyone is a star in their own right, shining in different ways. When the inevitable discomfort of change or growth comes around during the “figuring out what makes you shine” process, just remember that stars shine the brightest in the darkness – the perfect metaphor for life’s struggles. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?
Create more time in your day to do more of that.
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Nothing says Happy Friday quite like a good ole soliloquy on feeling stuck, because let’s face it: everyone has times when this blah feeling creeps into their life. There are different remedies depending on the stickiness of the situation, and if I had to make a comparison between concrete, quicksand (a phobia of mine since The Jungle Book), and mud – I would compare my recent sticky situation to being stuck in the mud.
That being said, I did what any person stuck in said metaphorical mud would do, and flooded all of my friends’/family members’ phones with questions asking for advice. While said advice was awesomely insightful, the conversations ended with me, myself, and that still very much stuck feeling (kind of like after a shopping therapy session at Barney’s). After a couple of tries at the getting-advice-game, I came to the realization that I was trying to get someone or something to pull me out of the mud. However, this time, I needed to use my own muscles to pull myself out.
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