Lace Top - Free People // Palazzo Pants - Lush // Kimono - made by me // Sandals & Hat - Threadsence // Sunnies - Lace Affair // Necklace and earrings - don't recall *old*
There's this secret that everyone else is in on, and yet I'm left out of. It's a secret that everyone just instinctively knows, it's in the DNA, except that I seem to be missing that gene. It's the "What the heck is the real purpose of Gazebos" gene.
Honestly, what is the purpose and the logic of having a tiny little gazebo shoved in around a beach, trees, and field? It's only big enough for maybe three people and it seems to serve no function. I have yet to find a gazebo of who's purpose and function I am capable of gleaming.
It's a tiny little wood structure in the middle of nowhere with rather uncomfortable seating, so it's plain that they don't want you resting there. The views are usually obstructed by timber. It's never in a convenient location. Plus, there's a decided lack of hammocks. So really, what's a gazebo for?
Other than being a fun background for a fashion blogger of course.