Time to remember that old feeling. It's still hazy, though. Time to straighten my shoulders, loosen my jaw and lighten my step. Due to nostalgia, sunny mornings, and naggings from a certain Taylor Kitto. . . I am returning to the blogging world (for realzies). I need to remember how to act somewhat natural in front of the camera lens. I need to recall the desire to wear beautifully impractical clothing (though it really never left).
Hiatus aside, I am back in gorgeous, forgiving Napa. Yesterday was spent wandering the quiet (enough) downtown and running through vineyards with the boy (looking dapper in a tweed coat). The sun shone on my face and I smiled at the dirt. My ankles missed being scraped by branches. Again I am delightfully mellow.
- lace blouse - u.o.
- leather belt - stolen from mom
- brown leather messenger - thrifted
- 1950's yellow skirt - thrifted
- white and linen oxfords - thrifted
Currently I sit eating funfetti cake with stupid lavender frosting, watching the spring rain and listening to this. Time to finish my homework so maybe I can work on getting the Tender Vintage store back up and running. . .!