"She thinks she's in love
She thinks she's in Spain
She isn't in love
She's merely insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas"
I feel stunning
And entrancing
Feel like running and dancing for joy
For I'm loved by a pretty wonderful boy
Last sunday with family at a cousin's homecoming. :)
dress: Mom's vintage piece (Ibiza)** wedges: Officine** fedora hat: bazaar