I was bursting with glee when I spotted this sweet MECA student, a Connecticut native (tri-state pride!) walking down Congress Street with some sizable stems. I haven’t seen someone carrying fresh flowers in so long that I’m certain this is a sign that winter is gone and spring is here. Officially.
Fresh flowers aside, check these jeans out. A smocked bottom in a subtle acid wash? I am very regretful that I didn’t ask her where she found these, though my guess is that they might be vintage.