I’m still flipping out over the Game of Thrones finale, anyone else a die hard fan? In the spirit of all things metal, chrome, and armor, I’ve been wearing these boots by Public Desire non stop. Public Desire has now launched from across the pond to the U.S and I’m really excited because their shoes are the most affordable, faux leather styles that are actually insanely comfortable.
I can walk a mile in these little booties, and if Cersei or Daenerys were here in modern day, I’m sure they’d be a fan as well :D
Hope you’re having a great week, can you believe the month of June is almost to a close? Time flies I tell ya.
Getting ready for Summer with an off the shoulder blouse from The Mint Julep Boutique. Flowers are everywhere, in our yard or at Mille Fiori, my favorite local flower stand on Piedmont Ave (where we shot this blouse.) The Bay Area may be rather windy at the moment, but I’m ready for pit fruits, family bbq’s, and some warmer weather. What are your summer plans?
Everyone can use a bit of luxe in their life. Which is why I’m happy to collaborate with eco friendly, sustainable, and forward thinking brand, LUXESPUN. LUXESPUN believes in everything I hope the masses can one day get behind, so by paying it forward…5% of every sale goes to Roundabout, an organization that connects volunteers and funds to 48 charities throughout China and Inner Mongolia.
I saw designer Amy Deng’s pieces on Instagram recently and low and behold, we both are Bay Area gals. She currently lives in Shang Hai. LUXESPUN was born in 2015, with a belief that a luxe label can be made entirely out of eco friendly and recyclable materials. This is the cool part. Her cottons are 100% organic and certified, her bamboo and hemp that she mixes into the garments are the most sustainable fibers grown on the planet, and she recycles polyester by breaking down post consumer waste. Amazing right? But also incredibly beautiful.
I really hope the fashion and manufacturing industry can be more forward thinking like Amy, I truly do. We have one planet and a responsibility as consumers.
If you would like to purchase one of Amy’s designs, please use my code “Lauren10” at checkout to save 10% off a $50 order.
The 90’s…Kind of a weird time for a whole lotta grunge fashion, Californiacation, and spawning odd pop culture trends. These were the years of Jansport backpacks, bucket hats, slap bracelets, flannels. Hell, Tupac was even alive. 1990 was the year my brother was born, so I was now 3. Moving on to elementary school, little Lauren would rock a side pony, wear her little neon windbreaker to the playground (often paired with neon bike shorts), and tediously make lanyards at snack time all whilst keeping her Jonathan Taylor Thomas notebook in pristine condition. If you’d like to teleport back to all the great things this era had to offer, take a trip with this article here.
90’s fashion has made a big comeback in today’s world. And I’m talking fiscally. What, with brands like Nasty Gal, Urban, Unif, Missguided, just to name a few, who have all taken the flannel and highwaisted jeans, patches, and neon and made it contemporary and somewhat polished is big big business. I’m liking the 90’s trend more and more now that I’m an adult, so as you can see in this set….here is my simple outfit and nod to the decade I remember most, remixed for today’s modern girl.
G’morning ya’ll. I find this post so fitting. This was shot a few days later, post Runyon Canyon. If any of you really know me, I’m not a runner. Like, at all. Don’t get me wrong, I love to work out. I just do other means of exercise, preferably in temperature controlled rooms such as spinning and yoga. I have love for Mother Nature absolutely, but I don’t really do the whole hiking thing especially when it’s pushing 90 degrees dry heat. That’s bordering suicidal to me, personally.
Last week however, I was coaxed into doing Runyon which is rather rare. Apparently I was feeling bold that day, but was with nice company, so I sucked it up and swapped my tranquil routine yoga flow for the vertical dusty incline stairs. It was hot. A dry 94 degrees to be exact. No sane person in their right mind would voluntarily be out there running up a damn mountain enjoying it. The little puppies at the base of the mountain were whining and I don’t blame them. One weenie dog named Twig planted his paws in the dust and refused to go any further. I’m with you Twig, I feel ya.
But we did it, actually we killed it. And the views from the top of the ridge are quite nice once you get up there. God speed, Twig.