. . . at this moment, red lipstick and a long sweep of silk taffeta, and excitement uncontained for a...
. . . nearly time again for transitions, and while the closets are still filled with white and light-as-air summer dresses and strappy sandals, and the heavy blankets are still tucked away, soon there will be soft sweaters and boyfriend blazers . . .
{two lovely things:} there is something about wicker that brings back memories of luxuriously beautiful summer afternoons — perhaps a reminder of picnic baskets and sunrooms overflowing with roses and sunlight . . .