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If you still want to follow along with my adventures, like my weekend spent at Beacon's Closet(s) and beer gardens, make sure to update your bookmarks to http://www.theclassiccase.com! xo.

New Life, New Blog

I have spent eight years loving teenfashionista and enjoying every minute of it. I wrote about my life through high school and college, and looking back is sort of like flipping through a diary (that just so happens to have a lot of fashion). I wrote about going to my first fashion week, about landing my first internship, about writing my first book, and about all five hundred pairs of ballet flats that I've obsessed about over the years.

Now that I'm 23 and living the life I spent so many years dreaming about, I feel like I've reached a new chapter.

I'm still fascinated with teen culture, and I will probably subscribe to Teen Vogue until I can just pass the subscription on to my daughter, but my interests include so many things that don't really fit here anymore (like skipping dinner for dessert and drinks to stick to my budget, or going on a self-imposed clothing ban that excludes shoes, or decorating my apartment with knobs that I found in the bargain bin of Anthro).

So I'm going to be writing about my life and my loves and my city adventures over here from now on, mostly for myself but also for my family and my friends and anyone else who might be interested.

Thank you all for reading! xo

Comfy Cozy

I only wear heels for very special occasions. My mom admits to wearing wooden-heeled Candies around campus, on the job, and out on the town during her college years and she has since had three foot surgeries; my cute flats will prevent me from any cutting and sewing on my tootsies.

Unfortunately, last night was one of those nights that requires me to bite my tongue and wear heels. Believe me, I would have pushed it and donned my patent black flats (they're "formal," right?) but the hem of my dress demanded heels and I had a perfect pair.

Fast forward eight hours: I have officially proved that the old adage "pain is fashion" is true. I have two lovely purple bruises on the top of my feet. At least purple is a stylish shade for spring. It looks like a might be forced to slip my feet in uggs and never take them off, but what I really want to do is treat myself - for medical reasons, of course - to these luxe slippers.

-tf