I know that New Year’s Eve is long gone. I also know that for the last five years, my NYE has consisted of staying in and sitting on a couch somewhere. This year I was in Arizona at my sister’s property six miles down a dirt road drinking pomegranate margaritas. Most years I’m at home comforting my dogs as they freak out over the fire poppers, but that doesn’t stop me from ooohing and aaaahing over the lookbook that The Little Magpie posted back in December with some NYE lewks.
I’ve written about her before, but I just love her slightly edgy European style. It just keeps getting better. Click through to see what else she cooked up. Hopefully you’re cooler than me and can pull off one of the outfits she masterfully put together and, more importantly, actually have somewhere on your calendar where you can show off your bad self.
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