Her energy enters the room even before she does. She loves and is loved. The perfect combination of looks and smarts. She leaves people better than she found them, but never at the expense of her own happiness.

Her silky purple slip may look like pajamas when on a hanger, but when she slips it on it's brought to life and you would think it was couture. Is it vintage? Is it thrifted? Is it designer? Is it right off the runway?

But she's never vain. She knows she's gorgeous, but she doesn't let it get to her head. If anything, her beauty taught her to find the beauty in other things. The smell of a coffee shop or the sound of laughter.

Her leather jacket looks vintage and fits oh so perfectly, everyone is dying to know where it's from.

And she would never ever leave the house without Santal 33, I mean who would? She smells like Paris and flowers and fun and mystery. Her Instagram is filled with perfect pictures of her outfits and fashion week and her favorite book recommendations, but she still keeps things to herself and never draws back the curtain too much.

She loves a boot, or a flat, or a heel, or a sneaker. She loves it all. Especially the cool-looking ones.

Normally she gets her jewelry from flea markets or tiny vintage shops she finds when traveling, but these were gifted to her and she thought they matched perfectly.

Putting on this outfit took so much thought yet no thought at all.

It's about the details and the effortlessness.

But here's the secret. This outfit is perfect because it's personal. She knows her style and she picks the pieces she loves. She doesn't love a piece because everyone is wearing it, but she also doesn't hate anything for that reason either.

Also, this book is her latest read and she hasn't been able to put it down. It's filled with notes and highlights because she likes her books how she likes her hair and leather jackets: lived in.

And oh how she is so me.