An excerpt of a conversation I had the other day with my boyfriend:
F: "It would suck if we ever had to dress up like one another, because your thing is dresses and skirts and I would look really weird in a dress."
Me: "Why...wait...what?"
End of convo.
End of convo.
This is as "boho" as I ever get, which isn't really boho at all. Just kind of flouncy, which makes so much more sense to me during the summer than skintight jean shorts and tank tops. Give me an open-armed top and silk chiffon bottom any day.
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