What I Wore: A Week in Portland
In a city known for its cocktails, coffee and crunchy hipsters, anything goes.
A flowy sundress and a hat that actually fit my XXL head? Yes please.
Thrifting in Portland proved to be a goldmine. I snagged these yellow mules and this (very wrinkly) Vince Camuto jacket for less than $20 combined.
Exploring the banks of the Clackamas River calls for what my mother likes to call “comfies”.
Any city where I can dress like a school girl with an affinity for green faux fur on a random Thursday morning without catching a single side-eye will always have a place in my heart.
More comfies. More exploration. Less makeup.