I'm dressed like Mrs. Beasley again. I've lost count of how many navy and white spotted dresses I own, but between different lengths, sleeves and sizes I absolutely need each and every one. Sounds like a reasonable argument to me! I wore the shrug for half a minute until the sun came out and I realised it was warm out. That's always such a pleasant surprise when the forecast is wrong in my favour.
I'm not wearing my specs and I can't see a thing. I nearly laid myself out on the sidewalk too!
That's what I get for wearing "normal" shoes. Give me 4 inch heels any day over wedges.
This beautiful bag is being used for the first time. I bought it in the dead of winter, but I knew it would go well with so many items in my springtime wardrobe. The chain is short, and it isn't meant to be worn on the shoulder, The purse is by Walborg, a sought after brand in business from the 40's to the mid-60's. Don't worry, I'm not selling it. I can see this becoming one of the most practical bags in my collection.
1960's/70's polyester dress-Goodwill
Vintage Walborg bag-Goodwill
Fragrance-1980's Coty Chypre (Lucky find)
Lippy-Revlon Snow Peach
Easter was fun. We bought a box of confetti filled eggshells...
Wonder what we should do with them?
Hit them like a tennis ball! Yes, that's the volleyball sand-we don't have a tennis court at our park. You make do.
The turkey vultures are back. Nothing like having a trio of these ugly beasts flapping above your head. They won't attack (unless you're fully dead) but I still don't like them.
"Confit?! How dare you?! I'll have you know none of my family were confit, thanks very much."
"Ha Ha, Confit has his tail feathers in a twist."
The mallards prefer to stay out of it.