I don’t know if you’ve noticed but in many parts of the country, it’s very pretty and springy with warm, breezy weather that makes you crave popsicles and want to wear nothing but flowy, pastel colored dresses. Unless you’re in Reno. No, if you’re in Reno, it’s sweater weather with rain and gusts of wind.
While I really appreciate the sweater weather with rain, I do not appreciate the wind whatsoever. Although the wind makes me very, very sad, the Sierra Nevadas are getting some much needed snow/rain which is really exciting. Also, it makes it much easier to be inside taking a three week labor economics course. (However, I really can’t complain because my professor is this cute retired old man that is definitely a feminist, wears oxfords every day, and claims he “gets off on economics”).
While I was in Vegas over the weekend, the weather was sunny and averaged in the 70s, so my brother and I decided to go downtown in Las Vegas and snap a few pics. By downtown Las Vegas, I mean old downtown, not The Strip!
This was our first time being down there. It’s kind of funny how you can live somewhere your whole life, and never see some of its best parts until you move away.
This is my little brother in front of a coffee shop sign I fell in love with at The Container Park. Hi Garrett.
Pants: RSQ T-shirt: H&M Bag: Vintage Necklace: Old Belt: Old Shoes: Audrey Brooke
*Thanks to my brother for taking many of these pictures <3*
Song of the Day: Peach–Your Friend