maybe it's because it's a blistery 25 degrees in the 614, with snow showers on the horizon. old man winter ain't leaving 'til the fat lady, madam spring, sings. i'm sure that's why i'm obsessing over nautical stripes and sailor pants.
hello pretties, thanks for warming me up.
the one-size-fits-all michael stars doesn't always work for me, but i'm hoping this one does
i've never had a pair of tory burch's denim, but they only have my size left, and in my twisted shopping mentality, that means they were meant for me.
love.it.
naturally, i have to have a playlist to fit this obsession. one of my folksy favs fits the bill:
alela diane's "the pirate's gospel"
i could listen to this song on repeat all day long (and have been for the past hour)
here's hoping to a smooth sailing (pun intended) wednesday!
