Apparently the forecast for the rest of the month is excellent, which is nice. Spring should be given a considerable amount of time to revel in its own glory.
I love taking photos against a clear blue sky. And these flowers are just crying out for an Erdem dress tribute or a McQueen decoupage-esque revival. Good floral prints are like art and should be preserved for the best occassions and best fabrics. Anything else is cruel.
Like my shoes. See, I can always bring shoes back to this.
I bought them last autumn and never got around to wearing them. I shouldn't wear them with socks but it was getting cold and my nail polish is chipping. I'm vain.
I also got told I look like a cross between a dodgy French onion seller and a pirate. I like that.