Street Style- F&P Take Columbus

So here we were...together...in COLUMBUS, OHIO!The McGovern clan has deep roots in Central Ohio and, to nor Courtney's surprise nor mine, my first job out of college brought me to....Central, Ohio. Courtney and I tend to play on the same field. With myself deep in the President's re-election campaign in Ohio and Courtney finishing up school, neither of us were able to reunite until our President was re-elected and Courtney was prepared for exams....

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Holiday Favorites at Edge of Urge

c- In case you aren't aware, I'm a complete shoe whore. I just can't get enough. Edge of Urge is constantly killing it when it comes to staying ahead of the shoe game, especially when it comes to the beloved Jeffrey Campbell's.  Christmas is over but New Years Eve is creeping up incredibly fast (as always). Now it is time for me to share with you some of my favorites this holiday season available at Edge of Urge. Top left:...

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Rural Ohio Presents Denim and Polka Dots

m- These pictures were from a few months ago when I was gallivanting across the field of rural Ohio BUT I can't resist a good polka dot. The polka dots must be seen. This fall outfit can definitely be transformed into a winter wonder with just a few layers of jackets and scarves!I was all kinds of surprised when I found this denim shirt donned with polka dots at the H&M in Raleigh, NC. I havent really been impressed with the lines that H&M...

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Men's Winter Fashion- Layers, textures, and prints.

m- This winter I've been playing around with color. Bold color statements are definitely worthy to showcase their own during the dull days of winter, but it certainly takes the right color combination to do so. Sometimes this is not always an easy task. What I have done this winter, is taken a few rich colors that I wouldn't normally wear, and mixed them in with warm neutrals and cold-weather textures. I came up with a winter color pallet of...

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Nomadic Point of Madness

I was in the winter of my life…and the men I met along the road were my homely summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless road toward and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me…and my only real happy times.I was a singer…not a very popular one; I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet. But a plan and a series of unfortunate...

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