(TopShop hat; DVF top, bangles, belt, and handbag; HeartLoom shorts; Selima sunnies; Hong Kong watch; House of Harlow 1960 Indian bracelet and sundial cuff; American Apparel socks; Forever 21 shoes)

Who woulda thunkit... I started my regular Sunday routine just like every other Sunday. Wake up, hit up a delicious LA eatery for brunch, head over to the flea market. Only, this Sunday was different from all others... on this Sunday I ate bitter herbs.
I came home with a deer head. 
It was a magical day. Picked up a few rings from the amazing ring lady, scored a pair of {faux} Louis Vuitton studded Converse kicks, did some stellar people watching, and managed to find an American flag to tie together the whole Fourth of July theme. 
The thing about LA is, you just never know the day that's ahead of you. One minute you're staring out of your palm tree lined window at the power-walking chatty mothers speeding down the street in matching nose jobs, and the next moment you've added taxidermist to your list of accomplishments. Weird.
Well, that's America for ya! Happy Fourth!