Sometimes I like to swathe myself in prints, like head to toe, and even mix ‘em up a bit (without looking like an eccentric lady who feeds pigeons at 5 in the morning and keeps the plastic covers on all her furniture).
Other times, I apply the principle of “a little goes a long way” by keeping the prints small and tame.
A-little-dab’ll-do-ya sort of attitude, if you will.
There is nothing tame about these pants, however. Bright neon melon apologizes to no one. BAM! With neon melon flexing her muscle, I thought it best to keep the prints to a minimum so as to avoid any playground scuffles between the kids that day . Letting classic prints (like gingham and stripes) peek out here a little and there a little can be just as powerful as swathing yourself in florals.
How ’bout your week, ladies? Hope none of you had any playground scuffles of your own to resolve, and all your closet kids are playing nice! Any one else out there on the patterned socks train with me? I’m kind of obsessed now.
Hope your week is fashionably enlightening!
P.S. T-minus 3 days ’til Spring Break. Wish I could say we have big plans, but I’d be lying like a rug. MacGyver’s busy saving lives that week, and well…this mama bird’s not up for a 15-hour road trip alone. Whatcha’ll doin’?