Saturday was Siren Festival down at Coney Island. I went mostly to see The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, the band my boyfriend plays bass for. The whole thing was pretty bittersweet though, since they left right after their set for a five week European tour—meaning I wont see him again for over a month! Ah well. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?
This blouse was lent to me by a friend ages and ages ago, I think it belonged to her mother. I’ve continued to fail to return it for many years now. I can’t help it, it’s just so delicate and pretty, with so many amazing details! And I even managed to avoid spilling ketchup on it while eating a delicious corndog down on the boardwalk, heh.
As always, there’s more goodies on my blog :n )