Now that things are turning green and the trees have honest-to-goodness leaves, I'm starting to branch out (har har!) into more wood-sy areas. Or, that's the idea anyway. I suppose I've been watching too many movies where someone wistfully, fitfully, or frantically flings themselves out into the world and runs around lying on rocks or in flowers. The downside is that I forgot about bugs. There were these furry things on the ground (some sort of leaf of which I am sure my dad knows the Latin name), and after merrily running to the rock there, I saw a few and felt dread creep into my heart. I thought they were giant, hairy cattepillars and somehow that made me very unhappy. As it turns out they were, as mentioned, leaves, but still. The giant mutant mosquitoes were enough to make us flee back to the road.
Allow me to climb upon this rock.
I ended up in this dotted swiss dress again. I think it's becoming my favorite summer dress, despite it's short length. This morning I had no idea what to wear, and so leaned on this little fellow (I'm not sure why this dress, with puffed sleeves and feminine details, is apparently male). Of course the day was not cooperating, and so I grabbed this sweater in haste. It shed all over John's car, but I am really fond of it besides (I think I might just have endless adoration for things that shed re: cats).
Eventually, it rained. I had quite an ordeal in attempting to open my umbrella. I got it after a few tries. It turns out there is a button on this contraption to make it easy to use, but in my infinite wisdom, I didn't notice it.
And of course, what is my life without a bow on the head? I am in a strange place hair-wise. I chopped a few more inches off a good three weeks ago, and now I'm trying to grow it back again. It used to be so long, practically waist-length, and then I cut it for whatever reasons. Delusions of chic-ness and order, when really the things I like are always lacy and disorganized so a short, somewhat sleek haircut is really just not where I feel myself. And I'm growing out the bangs. They will probably come back in the winter or fall, but for summer I can't abide their constant eye-lid grazing.
My usual solution for something that is distressing me worked alright today. When in doubt, put a bow on top.
Dress: J. Crew
Sweater: J. Crew
Boots: Hunter wellies via Zappos