You know how I talked about being excited for fall and the season change in my last post? Well, today after an absolutely perfect weekend, I'm not quite ready to let summer go. JR's birthday was this weekend, and we spent a few hours on Saturday morning in the best possible way: sitting on our balcony, drinking coffee, reading the paper (okay, JR was reading the WSJ, I was ready US Weekly), Ruby at our feet, cool breeze and warm sun on our faces. There was some sort of event going on in the park across the street, so there was beautiful gospel-ish music playing. It was the kind of morning that I didn't want to let go of. We ended up having a blast on Saturday evening hanging with friends at our place, but when I think back to how we rang in JR's 29th year, I will think about the beautiful summer morning spent with my love.
This peplum top screamed summer to me, and the lovely sunflowers I had in a vase in our kitchen seemed like the most appropriate accessory. (By the way, these beauties are going on two weeks of looking pretty and bright).
Now go soak up that sun.
