Remember that Day…

Remember that day I accidentally poured orange juice over my cereal instead of milk? 
Yeah, no, I don’t remember that either…
Remember that day I woke up and inadvertently dressed like the Swedish flag?
That day was today. 

Something Swedish has been on my mind for awhile…and my subconscious must be picking up on it…

Sending me into my closet for every gold & blue piece I own…

…even turning a dress into a skirt… 

and finding that my ring and fingernails complete the picture.
I may not be blonde, but I sure am Swedish!
{sometimes I act blonde and pour orange juice over my cereal instead of milk. so that counts, right?}

Attitude

Howdy, ya’ll! 
I just felt like saying ‘Howdy’ for some reason. 
How much fun attitude does this outfit have? It feels sort of Sandy-in-Grease-has-her-moment, ya’know? 
Only without leather. 
Anyway. 
These light pink pearls were a gift from my parents after my first ballet company performance, waaaay back. 
The over-shirt is my mom’s. So are the shoes. And the shirt. 
But the attitude? That’s mine. Yeah, that’s allllllllllllll mine. 
Actually I don’t have any attitude. 
In fact, I’m smiling in the pictures. 
But the outfit has attitude. 
Don’t you think? 
xo!