Go long, baby!

Back to basics with the iconic raincoat simply known as the classic trench, a fashion crowd staple and the best invention since sliced bread. Well no that’s not true, denim is. It’s no secret that the tried-and-true neutral is the perfect transitional topper for Spring, meant to be flung
over any and all outfits no matter the occasion. Light and cozy, it comes with its very own lighting team and personal wind machine brought to you by the climate of Los Angeles in vain hopes of favorable scenarios of bumping into an ex. Although…perhaps in current reality, converting it into a throw blanket wrapped over silk pajamas never leaving bed isn’t a bad idea either. No downside whatsoever. Necessary in most cases.
Primarily emphasizing on long and loosely fitted shapes where proportions are a key element to this silhouette. It works best keeping it simple yet balanced with a fitted ribbed top sandwiched between a gargantuan coat and floor grazing wide-legged jeans, virtually remaining a repeat offender among the rotation as of late. A bit demure-but effective office uniform. Take a gander at some lengthy basics that will boost the look generating a strong ensemble. Mix’n’match everyday separates bringing your wardrobe to life without breaking the bank. Go long, baby! Causal finishes relating to sneakers/net bag signal an unconstrained tone relevant to California; cue my morning coffee run look. Caution: To all you haphazard eaters out there like myself, (nemesis to white denim) avoid wearing your avo-on-toast for breakfast.
Because Tide-to-go is your best friend…
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Trench:Zara   Top:&OtherStories   Jeans:Massimodutti  Sneakers:Adidas  Bag:ThelineNYC   Sunnies:Rayban

Honey, I’m Home

In need of a change, my journey to the city of angels started about a year ago when I packed my bags, dog and (oh yeah, I forgot) the guy I call “boyfriend” and drove across country to California and never looked back. Bouncing from state to state, we dug our heels in and immersed ourselves into gypsy life driving on the open road; singing in unison while bopping our heads to the best road soundtrack ever. Culinary highlights included drive thru or local diner; loading up on carbs like we never ate before (sorry not sorry), mad-lib games between rest stops and bunking in cozy little motels. All in all, not too shabby. I cannot help but think back fondly. The perfect road trip in a nutshell. I highly recommend the experience at least once in your life.
  Fast forward a year later, life as we know it got a whole lot brighter west of the Mississippi. Unfortunately, living here in Los Angeles, you’re surrounded by tan, fit and happy people (you used to poke fun at) til it starts to rub off a little. For instance, I swear the invasion of the body snatchers took over my body and force-fed me my first kale smoothie post Pilates workout (a notorious LA ritual), leaving me feeling like a true Angelino. I then proceeded to walk home in shame like many east coast born LA residents before me. A born easterner myself, who is genetically predisposed to hate the west since birth, I vowed (that day in fact) to always remember my roots of speaking fluent sarcasm and to carry my designer bag full of cynicism.
Although much has changed, my personal style hasn’t. Spring (or LA for that matter) cannot keep me from donning my go-to uniform of head-to-toe black underneath a plaid printed jacket; simple yet effective to further melt into downtown LA, sporting my lucky raw hemmed denim, patent leather ankle boots; accompanied by my fav accessories; Le specs and Filt net bag. Believe or not, Los Angeles is chilly enough for outerwear.
Now some of you might recognize me from the previous blog, Everyday Renee. It was my first concept of learning the amount of work it takes to create digital content. Initially, when I got the opportunity to move here, I jumped at the chance ultimately deciding new zip code, new name…Always Chasing Rainbows. It is still dedicated to my aunt Renee. Sorry for the prolonged absence, as you can see it took a whole year to finally get my shit together. Honey, I’m home.
P.s. Sorry I didn’t get a close up of the boots, next time-still a little rusty.
Jacket:Zara T-shirt:Everlane   Denim:Mother  Bag:Lint   Sunglasses:Le Specs  Boots:Mango (old, here)