Lindsey, Live

#ootd outtakes + a note


Hey guys!

Man we aren’t doing the greatest job of keeping up with our blogging duties. It’s a tough gig, I tell ya! Alas, I have to keep reminding myself why we started Two Cities and the ultimate reason was for us. For our friendship, for us to connect the same way we always have. So on that note, I’d like to say that I am going to keep at this whole blogging thing but with a slightly more relaxed vibe. Think little tips and tricks, and just general tidbits to let you in on what’s been happening here in LA. Like these outtakes. Perfectly decent photos that just didn’t make the cut for one reason or another but I think they are still just good shots. Not because of their photographic quality but because of the thoughts and memories that go along with them.


An outfit post that went all wrong. This was the only good shot since all I could think about was the weird dude sitting parked in his car across the street staring as I took photos of myself. Outfit photos really are a strange concept, no?



In the midst of my new year organization rampage I found Cory’s old point and shoot. It’s a Canon so it takes decent photos which I have so dubiously demonstrated by taking photos of very interesting things in my apartment.


This guy – crashing a photo shoot. It’s hard to get photos of him actually smiling and I was quite proud to have captured this one. He’s been real sick lately, poor thing.



I’ve migrated my shoots to the parking lot of my apartment complex. No creepers here! Still a struggle to find good backdrops though…


Stylust celebrates their 4th year this week and though we haven’t been huge into celebrating in the past I thought it was only right to acknowledge this one. While donning a tiara, of course.

Outfits, Wear

Outfit || Paris Chic

Gifted striped top, Vintage skirt, Forever 21 earrings, Thrifted bow pumps, Thrifted purse, H&M sunnies

I remember a time in my most youthful and irresponsible days when it was perfectly acceptable (and often encouraged) to buy a new dress or outfit every time I head out for any type of event or function. Living in a lively city at 20/21 this would mean that I was spending a good chunk of change of clothes every week. It’s not because I didn’t have anything to wear it was simply because I had the money in my hand and no thoughts or plans on saving for anything. In the truest sense of the phrase, I lived in the moment. Though those days are far behind me, I still sometimes get into that mentality. Which is what happened when I received the invitation to our cousin Rexana’s Paris-themed bridal shower. To be honest I was stressing out a little more than I am willing to admit over what to wear and thought the whole time I was going to have to go out and get something new.

So I decided, before I jet down to the mall that I would shop my closet. I thought surely I must have something that errs on the side of Parisian chic. In true Paris fashion, I decided to stick to the less is more adage. I started with these shoes, added some stripes, and obviously a LOT of black. I was really happy with the final product and even better my bank account was happy, too.