For the past week or so it has been in the negatives every time I have left the house. Uncool (or too cool, I suppose) weather gods. I guess it's no surprise that I have been longing for warmer temps to come and ogling clothing that have no sleeves and can be worn sans a giant coat that looks like a belted duvet. It's pretty obvious that I love Steven Alan—he is an evil genius who wants all of my money. When I saw the Spring 2013 collection, I pretty much cried over a mixture of its beauty/how cold I am. Give me days in the 70s and that first dress and I'll be one happy camper.
Maybe it's the fact that I've been freezing my buns off for the past few months, or maybe it's the fact that the high next Monday is -3, but I've come to realize that I really really wish that it was spring already. Nobody likes you January and February. You suck. While I agonize over the unfairness of seasons and nature, please enjoy these blouses from Anthropologie that I have been fantasizing about putting on and frolicking in 70 degree weather. If you already have 60 degree or higher weather, then I hate you and we can't be friends anymore. That means you Austin (just kidding, I love you).
