St. Louis summers are hot. Like really, really hot. So glamour like this is pretty much impossible. I'm usually a sweaty dewy mess from May thru August (and sometimes more than that... thanks Missouri). It's nice to look at though, isn't it?
From My Vintage Vogue
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