The namesake dress and black laces,

Hello neighbors and strangers, it's a glorious day on my side of the world. The tea pot is brewing, and the bagel is flopped on it's belly, both waiting to be painted with honey and sugar.

When I stretched in the morning light, I watched my Mom play fetch with our pups. The smaller one, the one who wags it's tail and barks at lamp posts is named Tegan. All of the dwellers in our home won't know peaceful sleep until she's played her morning fetch. She'll yap, and she'll holler until you succumb to her demands. After fifteen minutes of play, and slobber, you'll finally be at rest again when Tegan crawls back into her closet for sleeping.

I think the world would be a happier place, if we'd all surrender the television glow, and spend our mornings at play with our dogs. (or cats, or frogs or whatever animal you're into keeping....)
Seeing Tegan's joy and acceptance in catching a ball makes my heart happy.

In these photographs, I am wearing my namesake dress sent from the belles at Modcloth. I've been anxious to announce myself as Modcloth's blogger of the moment.   When I heard the news, it was as if castles were built on the tip of my computer screen.  I was struck with awe and temple scratching. I never did think I was worthy of such a title from such a wondrous company, and I never imagined a dress would be named after me. The dress is fitted with ornaments of purple roses and petals. It is breathtaking - the way a daisy must feel when it overlooks the meadow. 

The interview and feature will be posted March 7 here.    Pinch me! Pinch me!! 

Thank you Modcloth ^>^!

On my feet, ebony laced heels reminiscent of the Jeffrey Campbell Lita's sent to me from heaven, I mean Oasap. I've always been a bit infatuated with the Lita's, but the heels looked too challenging. I am very happy to have found Oasap's less expensive, less foot breaking, just as eye pleasing version.  

If there ever was an object that joined together thoughts of this era and those of Victorian days, these shoes would be it. The lace rivet reminds me of the shoes that would peak through women's gowns when Victoria was queen. The heel is too bold for those times, but perfectly fits with our times of lionhearted fashions.

Flower dress, black laces, I am in love.

Now I'm off to eat my honey coated bagel, and then I'll rest my bosom in a bubble bath. Have a lovely time breathing....eating...sleeping...dreaming. While you're out there in your own thoughts, I'll be thinking of the excellent creature that is my dog, and how lucky I am to have her.

Kisses !

 what I wore floral dress | modcloth | giftlace rivet high shoes| oasap | sponsorbrown hat | jc penny | $5

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