I spent the last three days in LA testing the boundaries of my favorite frizz control products. I straightened my hair 3 times and resorted to sloppily composed up-dos twice so, I can now boast my mane’s theme song is, “Can’t be Tamed” by the great Miley Cyrus.
Speaking of girls that can’t be tamed, this post features my childhood friend, Tracy. She and I got through some questionable decisions during our teenage years and now have an unbreakable bond. Tracy is one of those effortless beauties that I wish I were more like. I’ve been enamored with her wardrobe since day one and have benefited from her generosity with clothing and accessory loans more than once.
In fact, I lived with Tracy and 3 other like-sized girlfriends when I was in my early twenties which enabled me to have an enviable outfit on each day despite the fact that I was an executive assistant at a tech start-up who spent her nights serving tacos at a Mexican Restaurant called Loco Patron. Hashtag, youngbroke&fabulous
These photos were taken by Tracy and I during an impromptu shoot on Venice Beach the first evening.
