DADDY'SGIRL





Whenever I'm at a loss for inspiration, there's always one place I'll look and find plenty: My dad's photo albums! Seriously, I'm not trying to be biased, but my dad was the
shit. Just look at him with his striped button ups, pastel polos and aviator shades...
NOTE: this is probably where I get my camera-whore genes. My dad was big on style and posing for the camera. I'll bet anything that if blogs existed in the 80s he'd have one and
own it.
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