|Vogue February 2015|
Snow, cold, snow, cold. My snow shoes, I want to throw out. But this is enough to get me through the short days and long nights of winter. Fashion seems to fall into a comma after the big issues of the fall. Those are the huge, fleshy peaches, the last of summer's long days of sunlight. But I have noticed the sun hangs around a little longer on the horizon nowadays, so that must mean that spring is coming. And with it, pages of plenty that fill up my mailbox and give me a good excuse to sit idle and cuddle with the glossy pages of all of my favorite magazines.
The dresses here, by Valentino, remind me of a vibe that that I was going for back in junior high school. With a little babysitting money burning a hole in my pocket, I went to the Limited and bought myself a gauzy, will o'whisp of a blouse that made me feel very ... what I thought to be very California cool. Hippy-ish. The color of the dress on the left is very nearly the color of my blouse.
If there was a flower to be found along the road on my way to work tomorrow, I may just have to stop and weave it in my hair ... of course, all that's there is ice and snow. Neither of which would compliment the loveliness of these.