A walk in the park… image includes my nephew.

Mitigating the somnolent blur in my eyes from yesterday’s vintage-attack jaunt and endless ambling about Tower Grove’s international affairs in the blazing summer heat, the morning arrived all too soon from what seemed the longest night ever. 

So, I’ve been thinking of switching up my blog lately… subtly integrating more fashion-ness alongside these unstructured sentences and boldly prefaced scribbles.  Someone recently mentioned that I should think about it, and so voila, I have.  But while in a moment of confessional, I do rather fancy the randomyness. Okay, thoughts complete… and what is my transitional outlook to the whole debauchery of side shifting?  

This will be an experiment, I’m afraid… albeit we shall see.  (Enter shrug)

So the first lauding definitely spotlights the casually strewn scarf to which balances a breathing summer to fall wardrobe perfectly.  I mean, who says scarves are meant only for Winterization? 

One among the teem (not team), I giddily discovered a handmade gauzy textile bound by delicate gold shimmering thread and Indian red lettering in all its shades of gray glory for a mere $12.50 while enjoying yesterday’s park excursion.  The fashion gods were smiling down most pleasantly, I’m thinking.Until I have a photo of my latest find, this celebrity image will have to suffice.