Last fall I went on the most chaotic but totally unforgettable Euro trip, like, I was living out of a carry-on, sprinting through train stations in Paris, and somehow ending up dancing in random piazzas at midnight.

I’ve been counting down the days till my summer vacay, and now that it’s finally getting close, I’m lowkey freaking out, in the best way.

I wear leggings literally everywhere.

I’m not even gonna lie, jeans are my forever go-to no matter what time of year it is.

They’re just that one piece in my closet I’ll never stop wearing.

So I’m sitting here scrolling through my camera roll admiring all the spring fits I’ve been manifesting since January, when it HIT ME.