Feria Fare

So in case I haven't mentioned it before (I have), I'm a HUUUUGE feria* fanatic. I think most of my jewelry is from some feria or another, and I'm constantly dragging anyone and everyone with the misfortune to be accompanying me through any and every feria I can find.


This trip to Argentina was no different! Boyf, who carries his grouch hat to all of them, grumbled and groused through feria

Blues & Greens & Feria Queens

Because that's me, queen of the feria. Wherever or whenever there is a feria to explore, I'm right there exploring. With a disgruntled Boyf right there at my side.

Next up: Patagonia! And lack of internet. So don't expect too much from me for the next two weeks.

La Ciudad de (los) Buenos Aires

Welcome to the city I used to call home but now just call Buenos Aires. This is our third day in the Argentinian capital and our third day of perfect sun, and boy did I miss this place. I guess especially coming from São Paulo, the city of 6 layers of concrete with a concrete cherry on top, this city seems like paradise. Sure, it's a bit run-down these days (Cristina Kirchner would not be my