Good Friday...err, Sunday

I've been lusting after a pair of buckle wrapped boots ever since I spotted Kate Ciepluch  [Shopbop Fashion Director] in the above picture, wearing a pair at Coachella this year.  Last night lazily surfing the web, I stumbled into the boot section of the Free People website, lo and behold guess what I found?

You guessed correct.  Buckle wrapped ankle boots.

The beauty is stunning, you may want to shield your eyes.

Meet the Pencey Sylvia Boot.

Perfection, no?

I'm pretty sure I just dove right past lust and fell head over heels in love. 

This song really has nothing to do with this post - other than I love it too.  It has been on repeat during my detoured drive home.  Damn the person in charge of road construction around here.

Good Friday, Black Crowes

 

Until next time,

Lex

water of my youth

This picture.

This picture my friends is where you will find me most days when I am starring off into space, lost in a daydream.  Cutoff shorts, bikini topped, sand in my toes, on my cruiser by the ocean.

After each daydream, I say a little prayer for it to come true.  Even for just a short couple of years, before my skin looks like it does when I squeeze it together.  See this is the thing about being almost 32 years old, you wonder why you took your twenties so serious.

It's the decade in my life when I looked the best in cutoff shorts, yet I was too busy trying to prove something.

To whom? I'm still trying to figure this out. 

Now it is going to seem crazy, when we actually put the beautiful house we bought in our twenties on the market and move to the beach.  I often wonder if we would look back and wonder what the hell we were thinking or would it be the best decision we ever made.  This is the debate I have in my mind.

F21 sweater, DIY cutoffs, wellies from Ecuador

Yesterday, all I wanted to do was see some water - it was a windy, overcast day here in Kansas.  My idea, although not the ocean, was to wade through the murky waters of Winfield City Lake.

I wanted to show my husband the water of my youth; the first place I went skinny dipping; the place where I shotgunned many Natty Lights.   Isn't youth bitter sweet?  You spend your childhood waiting to be grown up and your adult life remembering the simplicity of being a child.

Yesterday you wouldn't have found me dipping a single toe into the lake without a little fear of what it would discover once under the water, but 16 years ago without a single dose of fear I jumped in sans a swimsuit. 

The lake was not meant to be, five minutes into our car ride an offer to babysit our nieces arrived and off we went in the other direction.  Another time perhaps, I will relive the water of my youth and take my husband on a journey down memory lane. Until the time arrives, I will serenade my husband with bits and pieces of the girl I used to be.

 

[Say hello to my sweet Zoey, wondering what the hell Mom is doing!]

Until next time, 

Lex

great advice

[via tiptoe butterfly]

 

29 days and counting

 [vintage jacket, express leggings, nine west booties, nixon watch, f21 bracelet, lucky peace sign bracelet]

Counting down the days until our besties from Miami arrive to ring in the new year - 29 days as of late.  We haven't seen them for over a year.  I'm doing my happy dance with some gas bubbles popping in my stomach from all the excitement and drinking a glass of wine a night to build up my tolerance.  It won't be me praying to the Porcelain God - I'm pretty sure that will be Adam!  And the inside jokes begin...

until next time,
Lex

on a railway New York bound

Vintage Coat [inherited from my grandma], Seven Jeans, Zara Shirt, Vintage Cross Necklace,
AJ Morgan Sunglasses

I decided to pull this gem out of the closet and dust it off, actually forgetting about it until opening the coat closet the other day.  I try to avoid the coat closet as much as possible because of my adverse mood when  having to pile on a coat in the morning.  Does anyone else dread wearing coats as much as me? Finding it annoying to bundle up in a bunch of  extra clothing before even stepping outside and then after 5 minutes in the car, burning up without any help to get it off.  Those are the days when you don't hit any red lights either.  Smooth sailing in my 20 minute drive across town with one glove on and one glove off. 

But this amazing coat styled with cigarette burns by my unique grandma - I love.  Imagining her wearing it in the 70's in her high waisted jeans with her orange suede knee high boots gives me a nostalgic yearning to have known her better.  So it felt good to slip it on while we ran a few errands.  Our errands took us by a railroad track, which provided a perfect backdrop for the coat. 

 

As we were taking pictures, this Matchbox 20 song ran through my head on repeat.  "She got out of town on a railway New York bound..."

Here's wishing I was New York bound, instead I'm high-fiving everyone from Kansas.

until next time,
Lex

Happy Thanksgiving

Cheers from Casa de Salas!  We hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving and found some great deals during all the Black Friday sales.  We chose to opt out of Black Friday.  After working retail for over 10 years, the idea of shopping on such a busy day does not sound fun.  

E and I are thankful for our health, the opportunity for a long, relaxing weekend and that we have another niece on the way.  We found out by my brother cutting into a cake with an icing message 'it's a' and revealing pink cake - it was even a surprise to my brother.  

I enjoyed my two hour nap this afternoon followed by a plate of yummy leftovers.  Being two Red Stripes in, I hope this post makes sense!

Until next time,
Lex

do what you love

banana republic cardigan, random jumpsuit from tj maxx, steve madden boots, target over the knee socks

OUR ONLY RESPONSIBILITY 

IN THIS LIFE

IS TO LIVE THE LIFE WE WERE

MEANT TO LIVE

TO FIND OUR DESTINY

AND LIVE OUR DREAMS

WHEN WE'RE ON THE RIGHT PATH

THE WRONG DOORS WILL CLOSE

THE RIGHT DOORS WILL OPEN

THE MOON AND STARS WILL ALIGN

AND OUR PASSION WILL GUIDE US

LISTEN TO YOUR SOUL

DO WHAT YOU LOVE

YOUR DESTINY IS WAITING

-MARY
BEHINDTHECHAIR.COM

okay I'm not good at being serious...a little running man to make the camera man laugh!

until next time,

-Lex