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.

Babygirl: Kickin’ it at daycare (leggings, shirt, converse)
Babygirl: Splashin’ around (tights, skirt, top, boots)