poor spring. i really don't give it enough credit. probably because i'm from boston, where spring just melts dirty snow piles, to reveal potholes and dunkin' donuts cups that were discarded on the street at some point during the fall. it is really just summer's speed bump. but i'm going to try to celebrate spring this year, because mama earth has been very kind with this 80 degree weather and beautiful little flowers cropping up in unlikely places (i.e. my yard).
so let's mix our patterns and throw on some tangerine lipstick, while we explore the age-old question: if there was a tooth fairy for adults, and she left those The Row sunglasses under your pillow, would you punch yourself in the mouth?
i'm a strong, resounding yes.