Thursday, January 8, 2015

White Mountain Woman

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Oh those New Hampshire mountains. A view I'll never tire of, and one I don't realize I long for until it's right there in front of me. A little distance can make even the most mundane tourist vista worth stopping at. We spent the final days of the year in the embrace of the valley we grew up in, a much needed break from reality and technology, a rare occasion to spend more than a couple frenzied days around family and friends. Cold and gorgeous, as always.

Get the look: J.Crew jacket // thrifted sweater (similar) // vintage hat (similar) // vintage tee shirt (similar) // altered J.Crew jeans (similar) // Free People sunglasses, necklace & rings // Seychelles boots