The most recent book I devoured was Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote. I am such an enthusiast of the 1920's era for fiction, it always seems to be a time filled with extravagance, drama, loss, and love.
Still here...
I've been stalking myself a lot recently. Is that weird? Probably. But let's see it more as the modern way of being nostalgic, which is exactly what I felt whilst looking through all my old 'outfit' posts (the thought of doing one of those now makes me cringe slightly). I love how sassy I was to call my first outfit post 'It Girl'. HA, amazing...