(ilovewildfox, weheartit, 10th muse, fashion gone rouge)
This afternoon, the single cherry blossom tree on our street silently scattered soft petals across the deserted sidewalk. The sight of plush pink against harsh cement provided instant inspiration for outfit ideas, but I was not fast enough to beat the thoughtless rain. I am now cozy in bed, donning a falling apart American Apparel romper, sipping scalding peppermint tea, sifting through editorials while listening to the persistent downpour. At times being trapped indoors by weather can be slightly romantic. Off to eat dinner by candlelight with the boy.