In high school I was never really fond of dresses. Like I’ve said many times before, it was always just a hoodie and shorts for me. If the occasion called for a dress, I’d always have to make sure I had shorts under. On special days like Father’s day, my mom would always request that we dressed up a bit more for my dad. He enjoyed seeing us all dolled up in dresses because it was always so hard to get us daughters out of our hoodies on any regular day.
This year i’m keeping that tradition of wearing a pretty dress on father’s day. This is me channeling my inner girrlaloooness (what a word) by adding a flower on my what-i’d-like-to-consider-as “beach waves”. When I see this picture all I can think of is Jasmine Trias. If i’m going to go girly, might as well go all the way!