the weather here has been ruling my world. while everyone is freezing and gloving it in new york, we are pretending it's spring. and i am sitting in the land of dead plants known as my balcony. dead foliage and broken shades. the balcony is a hot mess. yesterday i was feeling demure in a little lady modest number, and today it's business as usual, in stringy and short, this time burnt orange with a touch of saddlebag. the dress does have a built in saddlebag, but i think it makes your waist look smaller, so i'm into it. i hope my sarcasm translates in text.