NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Easter Sunday Banana Perfection:
YESSSSSSSSSSS!

TODAY WAS SUCH A NICE DAY! 

I have a inkling that spring might actually be starting.  I spent the morning hanging out with sexy people in multiple floral patterns:

And the evening hanging out at a wedding with different sexy people in a very cute dress:

I felt very French in this dress.  Ruffle-y neck, big poufy skirt, black silk bizzow.  FYI the perfect “French Chick” finishing touch is the striped stockings.  HOWEVER, the best part was that the ruffle-y neck went all around the back, so it was like I was wearing fucking bad-ass ruffle armour:

AND THEN THIS HAPPENED:

Short skirt, short jacket. 

1. Listen to this song.
2. Imagine it was written about you. 

Damn casual day.

I have been listening to this song on repeat for about two weeks. It makes me wish it were summer. And makes me wish I was blonde. Which is a pretty big feat.

Again, my work outfit was super conservative and boring today, so here is my “attempting to be fashionable while walking the dog” outfit.  I like it.  Mostly, I like my buttoned-up chambray shirt with my Carmen Sandiego hat:

Molly likes that I’m about to take her out to go poopers:

Time to do some colour-blocking.  Black, blue, hot pink, blue. 

There is something “off” about this outfit that I can’t put my finger on.  This is what happens to me – I get up and I put something together and there is something that seems “off” about it, but I can’t figure it out, then I spend all this time trying to fix it, then I’m late and I just leave the house, then I’m stuck with an imperfect outfit all day.   I am so hard-done-by.

…is highly overrated.