We took a stroll through the Lumenocity festivities, grabbed an unsuspecting cocktail at Lackman’s, dined and harassed the staff at Abigail Street, then capped the night with presumably every single person in Cincinnati at Neon’s. But not all before some outfit posing on the rooftop of her mother’s apartment. I do it all the time now and always have to share how awkward it does feel to be a model because you decided to be, but it is fun nonetheless. Brittany was a sport about it and thank goodness because her outfit was killer.
And I am consciously posting a combination outfit from two posts this week, the vest from Monday and the dress from yesterday, because that’s what a closet should be made up of – pieces that can be paired and worn over and over again.
images by Greg Loring