it's a dream.
just a dream.
of mine.
i dream that for one day (a week? a month? a year?) everyone in seattle would get all done up for absolutely no reason whatsoever. and we spend the whole day looking fly.
fly and fabulous.
like this guy i grabbed a picture of when we stepped off the bus.
(yeah. he rode the bus looking this fly.)
then after 'all done up day', we can all go back to flannels and fleece.
yes, that's a polka dot button up. (love!)
