My eyes are blue there's nothing I can't do...*

photos by Tom b.

dress: 50s wool shift dress (altered a bit by me)
collar: vintage from an Alabama thrift store
shoes: 30s peeptoe pumps
purse & umbrella: vintage
*listening to: Blur - Think Tank "On the Way to the Club"

I think it has rained for seven, eight, nine (?) days straight. I'm beginning to feel like I'm going to wash away. I know that spring usually calls for florals and pastels and all things pretty but I just can't seem to get into the spirit. I keep reaching for the same blacks and greys and browns in my closet. Perhaps a little sunshine over the weekend will lift my mood.