Yesterday, I spontaneously weaved together a sentence that shocked me to my core. While browsing the Williamsburg Madewell and contemplating the black Lorimer mini backpack, I said - "You know, I think I'm over black for Spring."
I KNOW.
WHO AM I??
WHAT HAS NEW YORK DONE TO ME?
This winner has been so long and bleak that I'm craving flowy, pastel, girly dresses and shorts.
See below my current lust list. Lots of Madewell and J. Crew (I haven't changed that much!)