I did it. I didn’t think I was going to, but there I was in the Gap and I had an hour to myself on a Friday morning and I tried them on and I took them off and then I tried them on again…and then I bought them. Floral-print skinnies. I still haven’t debuted them, but they are there, next to my dresser, waiting to be unveiled. I will have to play it safe with them, of course: keep the top conservative and the shoes flat and the jewelry understated…But I think I can swing it. I think it’s going to be cool. (blazer, shirt, bag, necklace)
Then I went shopping for Babygirl. Being a child, she can get away with far wackier looks than I can, and since I am lately kind of obsessed with print-on-print(-on print) she will be my unwitting guinea pig this spring. Neon! Florals! Stars! Nothing is off-limits. Cute as a button, she will be. And together, me in my floral skinnies and her in her stars-and-stripes — well, I would never do the mother-daughter matchy-matchy thing, but that doesn’t mean we can’t be a visual force to be reckoned with.
