Soon enough, my rebellious self will have to be tamed. Starting law school translates into retiring my renegade, rock’n’roll ensembles, and welcoming the pant suit and other such conservative attires. After all, future lawyers don’t wear ripped jeans, am I right?
But I digress. Let’s just take a moment to take in all the magic that happened during this shoot, magic that stems from an unwavering friendship and the unruly corners of my soul.
Photography by Guergana Stoytcheva
Zara Ripped Boyfriend Jeans || Volcom Tank || American Apparel Bralette || Enzo Angiolini Booties || Zara Bag