Mid Day Confessions.

I have to get something off my chest. It's going to be painful, and not cool, but I have to say it. Breathe Ashley. You can do this. Alright. Ready?

Guys. I love the 70's.

Hat- gift from sister from Chicago, IL.
Flower Pin, socks, boots- Target
Dress and bag- Vintage

I know. I know! "The 70's!" you say. Yes the 70's. I love everything about it. Everything. I've yet to meet a thing from the 70's that I didn't like. Wood panelling, lava lamps, shag rugs, avocado green, I love it all. I know. I won't harbour any hard feelings if you stop reading my blog for this horrible indiscretion. Feel free to delete me and never return. I will understand. Because here comes the kicker:

The 70's is my favourite decade. I KNOW! It's horrible! I shouldn't be able to live with myself, but it's true. I love it. I love the colours, the vibe, the music, the clothes, the hair, the shoes, everything. I love it's earthy-ness, I love it's free spirited-ness, I love peace movement, I freaking love Peace signs! I don't know what I'm going to do with myself, but guys, no matter what other decades I like, or try to be influenced by, I always come back to the 70's. Always. I can't help myself. I'm a hippie at heart, and frankly, I kinda love that. So sure, I'm gonna wear a 50's cotton dress, or a 60's wiggle dress, or even a 20's drop waist dress, but I will probably wear them with my natural frizzy hair, little make-up, and boots. Cuz guess what? I really love polyester and hemp. But not that kind of hemp.

Earrings- Gift from mom and dad from San Francisco

So yeah. There you have it. What is your deep dark inspiration secret? Let's fess up