Lately I’ve found myself drifting toward a kind of low key but cute aesthetic. By “low key” I mean that there’s a style of cuteness that involves going full adult Barbie/Lisa Frank that I respect but, despite my enjoyment of exaggerated clothes, do not especially want to wear. It is the difference between this pink pair of Converse sneakers and, like, these:
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