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Microblading- A Brow Game Changer

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I wish someone would have warned me when I was younger just how important two narrow lines of hair would eventually be to me.  I especially blame my Grandmother.  Beautiful and fabulous, her brows were a sparse reminder of overplucking to follow the beauty trends dating all the way back to the ’30s.  So when I reached the age where I realized it was time to wrangle my own arches, I really should have known better.  I should have known that less is not more.  And I really should have known to leave them in the waxing hands of a professional.

Basically, I should have just left well enough alone until I knew what the hell I was doing.

But, like most things in my life, I tore into my brows with wild excitement.  Now to be fair, they weren’t awful.  But rather, I think I just assumed that all brows were created equal, which was a major rookie mistake.  I also assumed that by being Italian, and therefore having enough hair on my head for two people, that my brows would follow suit and just continue to grow in waves.  It was an exciting thought.

It was also a very stupid one.

Because they didn’t.

Instead, I was left with two sad strips of hair that were so sparse that trying to shape them into anything would be the equivalent to the old guy with a few hairs on his head.  And lets them grow really long.  And then wraps them around his entire head.

So instead, I did the only natural thing I could think of.  I started filling them in.  It was an art I became obsessed with.  And quite good at.  And with that, I sealed my own fate of a lifetime commitment to eyebrow pencils, powders and dip brow.  Anastasia would later become my best friend in life.  And I would never, ever be able to go swimming on a first date.

I had gone from bushy to bare to prisoner.

Until now.

But first, let’s rewind to about a year ago when I first noticed an ad about microblading.  I remember looking at the “before” picture of one sad shapeless brow.  Followed by the immediate panic of my own brows (Were they okay?  I think I may have accidentally touched my right brow earlier…  Is there a smudge?  Are they still on fleek?  I should do a quick mirror check to confirm…).

And just to put things into perspective, when your brow obsessed, or rather, obsessed over your lack of brows, those questions will flow through your mind probably 30 times a day.  Maybe even 60 if you have a date that night.  And the first time you sleep over your new guy’s place and have to wash your face before bed?  It’s like the Walk of Shame, except you’re only walking from the bathroom to the bed.

But then (after confirming my brows were, in fact, still perfect) I saw the “after” picture….

At first, I felt the same familiar pang of jealousy I usually reserve for Angelina Jolie’s brows.  And lips.  I mean honestly- how is one woman so perfect??  But back to the point.  Because then I just felt skeptical.  Surely it’s photoshopped.  How in the world is that even possible?

(Unless you’re Angelina…)

But then I felt… hopeful.  Because when I clicked on the ad, I was taken to a website where literally rows and rows of before/after photos were posted, just waiting to show me this was in fact no joke.

It was Microblading.

Also know as the semi-permanent process of tattooing tiny individual hair-like strokes that look so real that it’s almost unreal.

Now because I’m a grown ass woman who has learned her lesson about going ham on anything involving my brows, I started doing my research first.  And the more I read, the more I was convinced that this was my solution.  I started once again fantasizing of perfectly shaped arches that were dramatic, yet realistic.  Fantasizing about a life with brows that didn’t wash off.  Or dictate the start of my day.  Or add another 10 minutes to my already too long ritual of getting ready.

Only this time- they could actually be mine.

But there was still one thing that stood in my way: I needed to see microbladed brows on someone.  In person.  I needed to get all up in their grill and really see this miracle up close.  On someone who was just like me, and got dealt a shitty hand in the brow department.  And had spent every day of their life since religiously filling in their brows, whether they were leaving the house that day or not.

I needed to see them on someone who understands that good brow game is life.

And as fate would have it, that person would turn out to be my best friend, Corrine Dale.

Now, Corrine happens to be in the beauty industry, so you already know she’s not entertaining anything but the real deal.  So when she told me about her appointment, I immediately confessed my interest in the whole procedure.  I pulled up the original ad and together we admired brow after perfect brow.  And it was a little less than a week later that I would see Corrine’s new perfect brows.  In person.  Up close.  All up in her grill.  Amazed.

It was kinda like discovering Santa Claus was, in fact, real.  Except it really was real.  I was seeing them with my own eyes.

And exactly one hour later my appointment was booked.

And it was exactly one week later that I myself was walking into Salon 2510 to meet with Jenn Lintzenich– who I have now dubbed The Brow Queen.  Located in St Pete, this charming salon was everything I had pictured.  Clean, chic and comfy.  She greeted me with a warm hug and instantly I was at ease.  Because no matter how much research you do, the thought of doing anything permanent is scary.  But her confident and professional energy erased any doubt that may have still been lingering.

Of course, I arrived with my brows filled in as usual, though slightly darker.  I just felt it was important that she see me the same way I’ve grown accustomed to seeing myself.  Or, rather, my brows.  Plus, I knew she would measure my face to mark where my natural brow should start and stop.  And I was curious to see just how bad of a job I’ve been doing all these years.  To my amazement, I had been dead on.

ABOVE: An example of how to find your natural brow shape.

ABOVE:  Measured, marked, and outlined.  The actual area to be microbladed will be entire area inside the dark outer line.

But more importantly, it meant that if she was going to follow my natural brow, they were going to look pretty much the same.  Only a hell of a lot more natural.

The measuring process probably took the longest out of my two hour visit.  As it should.  Because it’s not so much a process, as it is an agreement between yourself and the artist.  A level of expectation.  There should be a clear understanding of what you expect your final result to be, yet a reasonable one.  With my current brow situation, or lack thereof rather, I was pretty much a blank canvas.  But I was also very set in my brow ways.  I knew what I wanted, and came armed with screenshots to back my vision up.  But I was also open to the possibility of my expectations being unrealistic.  At the end of the day, your artist is someone who is trained and licensed to do what they do best, so their opinion should not only be welcomed, but taken seriously.

Fortunately we were on the same page, so there was nothing left to do but get to work.

The next step was to apply a topical numbing gel to work its magic.  Because its microblading.  Which means a needle will be involved.  So there’s no need to ask if it’s going to hurt.  But more on that later.  Because while the gel was slowly numbing away, we had another important decision to make- Color.  This can be a difficult decision for many reasons.  But the most obvious being your hair color.  Because what it is today, may not be what it will be tomorrow.  So while I’ve been living the blonde life for about 5 years now, my natural hair color is black.  Yet, I’ve always filled my brows in with light shades of brown.  So together, we decided that a 50/50 mixture of dark and light brown would be perfect.  The idea being that we would rather start off lighter, and go darker if I felt the need during my touch up visit a month from now.

ABOVE:  Numbing gel with plastic on top for absorption.

And then it was Go Time.  My shape was drawn, my color was mixed, and my brows were numb.  All in one hour’s time.

    I laid back on the table, took a deep breath, and braced myself for the worst.  Not because I thought it would hurt like hell, but because I hate needles.  And I had this picture of a giant tattoo gun in my head.  Instead, she leaned over me with a tool that was no bigger than a pen.  And no louder than the sound one would make when clicking it open to use.

But best of all??

No pain.  I mean, everyone is going to be a little different in this area, but I would say one a scale of 1 to 10, the majority of the procedure was a 1 for me.  Maybe 20% of it a 2.  And another 5% was a 3.  At one point, I’m certain I could have drifted off to sleep for a few minutes.  And why not?  I was in good hands, having a procedure done that I would almost consider life changing.

After about 30 minutes, she had me get up and take a look.  Not just because I was curious, but to see if there were any tweaks I thought might be needed.

Honestly, this was probably the scariest part of the whole thing.

I had to close my eyes before standing in front of the mirror.  Because I knew that when I opened them, it was either going to be one of the greatest moments of my life, or one of the worst.  If I opened them, and they were awful, then it would mean it really was too good to be true.  That, once again, there was no Santa.  And I would be confined to my brow prison again.

I held them closed for one more final second…

And then… I slowly opened my eyes, prepared for whatever was waiting.  At first, I was confused.  And then… surreal.  Because for the very first time, I knew I was looking at a reflection that would never again be a source of anxiety.  A reflection that would no longer require time and effort before presenting it to the world without shame.  I would wake up to that reflection.  That other people would wake up next to that reflection.  Because it was no longer simply a reflection.  Or a screenshot.  Or a wish.

It was me.

No Dip Brow required.  Or mirror check to confirm.

This is me…

ABOVE:  Both pictures taken immediately after.  No redness, swelling or pain.

I didn’t cry.  I thought I would, but I couldn’t.  I was too happy to cry.  I also needed to focus and really look at the face that would now be me.  I saw only a few minor tweaks, which she had already pointed out.  It just took standing up and looking at me from a different angle to confirm.  Again, we were on the exact same page.

I jumped back on the bed and closed my eyes, ready to begin the final step.  The Chainsmokers started playing in the background and I began to hum along.  And enjoyed the experience of what would be the final brow to ever land on my face by hand.

In a month, I’ll go back for my final visit.  It will take that long for them to heal.  Which is just another way of saying the pigment is going to change a lot over the next few weeks.  It’s been a about 6 days, and they already appear lighter.  Though it’s hard to tell with the scabbing- a natural reaction to any kind of tattooing.  The most annoying part of the whole experience has been keeping them dry.  Turns out, you’re not allowed to get them wet for the first ten days, or it can affect how the pigment sets.  So if you’ve ever grown bored with the mundane routine of washing your face, this could be just the kind of challenge to keep things exciting.

And while I fully intend on writing a second part to this after my final visit, I will go on record now and say with 100% certainty that I have absolutely no regrets.  And the experience itself has a lot to do with that.  So if this is something you’ve been considering, or even merely thought about, it’s definitely worth a consultation.  Because while the internet is great for research, you’ll get the best answers one on one.

If you’re lucky enough to live in Florida, or even if you’re visiting the area soon, make an appointment with Jenn.  Like, now.  You can see more of her work on Instagram by following her HERE.  Her enthusiasm and passion for the industry are reasons enough.  But her overall skill and natural talent makes her the best in the area.

Or, give her a call directly for more information, or to book an appointment:

(727) 485-4178

And, of course, feel free to comment with any questions- I’m happy to answer them!

 So for now, I think it’s important to end Part 1 by agreeing that of course natural is beautiful.  But beauty comes in many forms, and can be determined only by the eye of the beholder.  But there is truly nothing more beautiful, or more amazing, than the body you have been gifted.  Treasure it.  Take care of it.  And appreciate it.  All of it.

But the key word here is “your”.  Meaning that however you choose to express yourself with your body is your right.  It is the greatest instrument you will ever have, and should be adorned accordingly.

So adorn away.

Because the best look on anyone is, and always will be happy.

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Spring: The Season Where Simple Meets Sexy

When it comes to my overall look, I have spent the last 4 years of my life going to every possible extreme to achieve one thing- long hair.  Not just long hair, but full, luxurious, head-turning bombshell hair.  Which is ironic, since I spent most of my life with that very thing.  And yet, all it took was one chemical cut to quickly (and quite dramatically) humble what I had taken for granted.  If you have ever been through a chemical cut, I promise, I will buy you a drink the next time I see you.  Because after my experience, it is my firm belief we deserve a badge of honor to survive an experience so horrifying.  Or, at the very least, the phone number to a support group.

But back on track here.

Fast forward to these last few months.  Finally, I had long hair again.

And I couldn’t stand it.

I felt like a prisoner to it.  Everything revolved around it.  And the time it took to maintain it.  Or rather, the time LOST to maintain it.  Now, to be fair, most of the excessive maintenance was due to extensions.  Which, if done right, are an awesome way to grow out your natural hair while maintaining its integrity.  Which is exactly what I had done.  And will probably do again.  But when the time came to tighten my extensions, I found myself eagerly anticipating their removal.  For good.

Not only did I need some simplicity back in my already overwhelming schedule, but I wanted people to actually see ME.  Because when you have a long, full mane of silver hair, the attention tends to go there.  And that was no longer okay with me.

I needed to be free.

So I chopped it.  Not quite all of it- I’ll always be more Barbie than G.I. Jane.  Instead, I opted for an angled bob- a bold cut that would still scream “bombshell”, thanks to a few well placed curls, and would work well with my signature side part.

What can I say?  There’s just something mysterious about a long bang that swoops mischievously over one eye…

And the final result was nothing short of love at first site.  It was short, but still sexy.  Provocative, but still chic.  And not to mention hella flattering.

But more importantly, it was SIMPLE.

So that got me thinking about the rest of my routine.  If longer doesn’t necessarily mean better, then maybe less really can mean more, too?  For instance, is contouring really all that necessary?  Does a smokey eye always have to be dark?  Fortunately for me, my questions came at the perfect time.  Because after seeing the beauty trends dominating the runways for the upcoming Spring season, I already had my answer.

So get excited dolls.

Because we’re about to lighten things up.  Without losing impact.

Too good to be true, right?  Well…. read on and decide for yourself.

And with that, lets get in to the good stuff.

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So if you’re an avid pallet collector, you already know peach will be major for Spring (Kylie Jenner pretty much slayed the entire game in this area).  And for good reason.  This light and playful shade is the perfect alternative to the bold red lip you’ve been rocking all winter.  But don’t stop there.  Because of its barely there tone, this is the perfect shade for the monochromatic look we all know and love.  Pick three different shades and go from dark to light, starting from either the bottom or the top.  Lids, cheeks, lips.  Gorgeous, flattering AND low maintenance- can I get a “Hell Yeah”?!  And of course, the monochromatic trend is perfect for any shade (as seen on Gigi below with violet), so get busy experimenting.  Just not right now.  Because I’m only getting warmed up.

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So while we’re on the subject of pastels, its time to talk about what’s probably my favorite trend to look forward to- pastel eyes.  Remember my question about smokey eyes?  Someone was already ahead of the game here.  And while a brooding smokey eye will always be sexy, you can pack away the black- at least, until fall.  Same for the Cat Eye.  Instead, I present the Kitten Eye in its place (see what I did there?).  Same concept, yet totally refreshing.  And playful.  And romantic.  Candy pink, peach, lemon, baby blue- they all work.  Which means there are literally endless ways to express yourself through color.  Besides, I already know you’re a badass.  But that shouldn’t make you afraid to show your girly-girl side too.  And this is literally the perfect combination of BOTH.

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spring summer makeup beauty trends 2017 pastel eyes smokey

But lets say you DO want a dark smokey eye.  I get it.  I understand the power of it.  Like date night- nothing says “come hither” like a sultry and smoldering lid.  Just lighten up with it to keep with this trend.

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spring summer makeup beauty trends 2017 pastel eyes smokey

But enough with the eyes.  Because its important to note that a simpler routine doesn’t always have to mean a simple statement too.  Which is why I’m so excited about this next one, which is all about playing up your cheeks.  But in a fun, yet totally unique, yet incredibly show-stopping way.  And if you are anything like me- then you like that shit.  So you’re going to love what is being referred to as the “blush bomb”.  Simply put, this trend is all about keeping the rest of your face neutral, and adding a bright burst of color on and above your cheeks.  I know, right?  Just when we thought we’d run out of things to try.  Now I’m not suggesting this one for the office, but I AM begging you to give it a trail run on your next girl’s night out.  Lavender and bubblegum pink tones are perfect for a playfully shocking punch, but coral or red will knock them dead.  Fortunately, you’ve got plenty of time to try them all.

spring summer beauty makeup trend 2017 blush bomb

spring summer beauty makeup trend 2017 blush bomb

spring summer beauty makeup trend 2017 blush bomb

And with that, my next Spring trend takes us from one end of the spectrum to the other.  And while I’m not necessarily as excited about this one as the previously mentioned ones, I do have to admit that it grabbed my attention.  If you’ve already looked at the image below, you can tell something is… missing.  Mascara.  And its oddly beautiful.  Somehow the bold lip makes up for it, and balances out a bare eye, making everything look effortlessly beautiful together.  And with that, I’d say its definitely worth a try.  Especially if you’re running late one morning.

spring summer 2017 beauty makeup trends no mascara bold lip

And that leads me to another adored trend.  I almost didn’t add this one because while it LOOKS simple, it also happens to be the most complicated one (in my opinion).  I’m talking about No-Makeup Makeup.  Also referred to as the biggest lie you’ve heard since you were told Santa wasn’t real.  BUT, it does look amazing.  And also tends to be a favorite with men.  And lets face it- while its sweet to hear, we really don’t care if they still love us without our makeup on.  And, actually, come to think of it, that might be the biggest lie since Santa Clause…

But back to the point.  So while this look is far from “simple”, its certainly stunning.  And the perfect excuse to go all out with your favorite highlighter.  Not that you ever needed one anyway.

And remember- anyone who looks flawless, yet says they’re not wearing makeup, is a dirty, dirty liar.

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And finally, it wouldn’t be fair now to talk about nails.  I know all too well how easy it is to gravitate to electric colors.  For me it seems the higher the temp, the brighter the shade.  And that’s okay.  But here’s a unique little twist to try with your next mani.  Simply put the focus on your beds instead, and leave the actual nail itself nude.  Its literally the perfect metallic pop that will pretty much work for any occasion- and that itself is worth loving it for.

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But regardless of what trends you want to try, its important to remember that Spring is the season for rebirth.  And maybe that’s why I love it so damn much…  After all, its hard not to be inspired to try something new when there’s so much new around you- from baby birds hatching to new flowers budding.

So don’t ever be afraid to reinvent yourself.

And don’t ever be afraid to bloom.

And take a few minutes to look at not only the beauty that is around you, but at the beauty that is inside you.

Whether you do that through pastel eyes is up to you.

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Till next time, dolls…

X

Stylists- The Rebels of Fashion

My mom loves to tell me stories of my sometimes (very) questionable fashion choices when I was little.  Apparently, I was very adamant about dressing myself, even if I was the only one to ever really appreciate my efforts.  Now obviously I wasn’t turning to the latest issue of Vogue for inspiration- I could barely read.  But what I DO remember were more sentimental influences.  Like late nights with my Grandmother, sorting through and trying on every piece of her insane collection of costume jewelry while she set her hair.  She died when I was in 3rd grade, but I still remember this glamorous air about her.  And her love for Elizabeth Taylor.  And how she always drank Pepsi from a Coke glass.  As I grew older, seeing pictures of her in her earlier years confirmed what I had already known- she was the definition of iconic old school beauty.

But an even bigger influence would be my hippie Dad, who marched to his own fashion beat- just like he did everything else in life.   While he had a great job, he never flaunted it.  It was always a running joke that the only things he splurged on were cheese and booze.  And me.  Then again, being Italian, that was understandable.  But what people didn’t notice was that while he may not have necessarily splurged on the other things, he did hunt for them.   Like furniture- our house was always full of antiques.  Beautiful, vintage sets that were full of history and rich with character.  Just like him.  And clothes…well, I don’t think my Dad ever really wore a shirt until the early 90’s.  Instead his look consisted of low slung jeans, usually bell-bottoms, and a belt to keep them in place.  But again, what people didn’t see were the details.  Like the star shaped buttons along the fly.  Or the almost too perfectly placed tears.  Or the buttery soft feel of the leather.   He was the closest thing to Roger Daltrey many had ever seen, right down to the eyes.  And his casual hippie swag fashion was the perfect touch.  Many that knew him would laugh at the idea that he cared about fashion, given his bohemian energy.

Thomas Desimone Jersey Shore

But I realize now, after seeing how I now find most of the pieces I need for shoots, that he did care.  A lot.  Meaning, he cared enough to search for things that spoke only to him.  Those unique and personalized touches that would eventually make him such an enigma.  In other words, he was never interested in mass produced items, and instead searched for things of quality in unexpected places.  On another interesting note, I’d like to point out that looking back on his “wardrobe”, the amount of clothing this guy had would probably give my current collection a run for the money.

And that’s saying something.

So much like any proven stylist, it was never about the labels when he wore something, but rather how he wore it.  Or why.  It was how he made his look so uniquely him.  His perfectly frayed jeans would be just another genuine extension of his personality- carefree.

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So its no surprise that in our household, fashion was never about rules- it was about wearing whatever you wanted, however you wanted.   And never because someone told you to.  And I would grow up being no different.  Because no one ever discouraged my creativity.  Or deterred me from taking my many, many, many risks.  And that in itself would help establish and foster one of the biggest passions in my life.

Thomas, John, Robert & Luke DeSimone

Because now I’m the one that hunts.  The one that thrives on being an individual.  And expressing myself without the concern of others opinions.  I’m the one that loves customizing looks in ways that will make me, and the people I style, unique.  I’m the one that encourages others to take risks.  And to rebel against the fashion rules many of you grew up with.

But most importantly, I’m the one that pays attention to details.  The one that appreciates every little thing.  That values the history and character in unique finds, while carefully blending them with a modern edge.

And you can thank my Dad’s star studded jeans for that.

To my Cream Soda Daddy,

Happy Father’s Day- there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of you, and thank you for always allowing me to be me.  Your confidence remains my biggest motivation, and your encouragement my greatest motivation.

I love you always,

The Rootbeer Float Kid

Summer Style: Sexy or Sweet?

Every time summer rolls around, I find myself having the same fashion debate with myself.  But before we get into that, let me explain my thought process…

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A season already known primarily for how little one wears, it makes what few articles you do actually adorn yourself with all that much more important.  But summer is bigger than just bikinis.  Maybe not to men, but for you… it’s a season that evokes feelings of innocence.  Freedom.  Adventure.  No doubt all nods to your childhood, when all you needed were your friends, a pool, and a few stolen cigarettes (that none of you were ever brave enough to inhale).  But more importantly, remember how careless you felt about… well, pretty much everything?  Remember how good it felt to get wet and not care about your hair?  Or when the time that the street lights came on was more important than how shiny your face had gotten?  Because the only makeup you needed was your summer tan (those were still considered fairly safe to have then…).

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It was pretty amazing, right?

Life was simple.  “Calories” was just a weird word your parents used.  And boys were dumb.  And while maybe not everything has changed since then, most of us face a much different reality today:

Life is only as simple as you make it.  Calories are fucking evil.  And most guys are still generally pretty stupid.

Liberata Dolce Summer Fashion 2016 heart shaped sunnies fashion stylist style bohemian boho

So with all the pressures our adult lives will no doubt bring- like bad dates, bills and cardio, why are we purposely doing the same thing to our style?  Why are we still rushing to grow up?  So what if we’re adults?  If there’s one way we can keep that young innocence about us, even if its just for a little longer, its through fashion.  I’m not saying you have to go all Lolita on everyone.  But maybe chill with your summer sexbomb arsenal for just a minute?  Stop thinking about whats going to slim what area.  Don’t worry about what Becky’s going to think.  And dress for the moment.  For summer.

For FUN.

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There’s a quote I heard once.  Maybe from the movie Vanilla Sky?  But I’ve loved it, as its one of the purest yet simplest truths I’ve heard-

“Never lose your childish enthusiasm and things will go your way.”

So why shouldn’t we apply this same theory to what we wear as well?  Why not reconnect to how it felt to get ready with the only purpose of attacking the day before us, and any adventure it might bring?  Sure, you don’t get a summer vacation anymore, but you do have days off.  So enjoy them with that same reckless energy.  Get all “young, wild, free” for a day.  Cause it will be back to Boss-mode and Spanx on Monday.

Liberata Dolce Summer Fashion 2016 heart shaped sunnies fashion stylist style bohemian boho

When I look at my own style, half of me wants to be the vampy bombshell, suggestively displaying each curve to provoke just the right amount of hysteria from the opposite sex.   The other half wants to be the innocent, girl next door type who’s down for anything.  You know who I mean- the doe eyed girl that loves ponytails, sundresses and America.

But what I actually am is somewhere right in the middle.  A perfect balance of sexy and sweet.  Provocative, but girlie.  What I wear is merely the determining factor in which direction I feel like going that day.  And when summer rolls around, the girl next door side just seems to win a lot more often.

Liberata Dolce Summer Fashion 2016 heart shaped sunnies fashion stylist style bohemian boho sexy sweet

And that’s where my original question comes into play.  Sometimes I have to remind myself that summer is supposed to be a season of fun, regardless of age.  A season of long, lazy days at the beach.  Cocktail filled nights with friends.  Steamy dates with boys.  And with all that, who has time to worry about much else.

So throw on some heart shaped sunnies.  Wear pink.  Dance.  A lot.  Makeout even more.  And give your inner Power Bitch a break.  Be the Badass Girl Next Door who isn’t afraid to get wet.  Or to lose a little control.  We both know you’re gorgeous either way.

Liberata Dolce Summer Fashion 2016 heart shaped sunnies fashion stylist style bohemian boho

So go ahead.  Dive in.

Happy Summer Dolls…

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