“If flowers can teach themselves how to bloom after winter passes, so can you”
Technically, it’s spring in New York. But you could have fooled me. On the official ‘first day of spring’, I was walking around a snow covered Central Park. This being said, I witnessed the first buds of the year peeking through the fresh powder. And it gave me hope. Continue Reading
Let me wear my camels and dark browns one last time.
Happy first day of March! As February comes to an end and Spring is quickly approaching, or so I hope, it means bye-bye to all things Winter. I mean, it’s March now. Not that I am anxiously awaiting a warm spell to come over the entirety of England or anything, but at least someone should start thinking about it. Continue Reading
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