Dreams of simple pleasures

I have been dreaming, dreaming of spring dressing.
Dreaming because Tom and I are coming out of the winter slow season, the season of few extras. But I've loved the dreaming, the dreaming is at least half the fun. And as usual, for me, I dream small and simple. Here are some (almost all) of my spring dressing dreams:

Remember my very old floral dress? I would love to take it to a tailor and take it in and up! Shorten that puppy 'til my little legs show through. Throw in some spring sunshine and I could wear that. Almost as simple and sweet as this EmersonMade number, but more realistic for the likes of me.

One thing I fully intend to buy from EM is a Bag-O-White T's!

I have been obsessed with the white t-shirt and jeans aesthetic for months! Especially with high heels! Practical? I don't know! It's not too bad. Especially considering the the distance of my face from my husband's. High shoes start to make sense.

But those short legs that have me rethinking heels have been keeping me out of these perfect-fitting jeans. I bought them because nothing has ever been more flattering or perfect than this pair of pants but darn it all, even in tall shoes these suckers drag!

Maybe you can see the damage I've already done. Oh, I cannot wait to take them to the tailor's and get a really good hem and by that perfect jeans!

These also need a re-hemming. Though I've loved you extreme bell-bottoms! You and my vintage clogs and striped Lands End kids shirt served me well through longer hair days. You're just a little too lovechild for my shorter, chicer days.

I would not say no to some bank-breaking Swedish Hasbeens, it's true, but really I love these considerably cheaper (but still out of my price range) "homy peds". I'd wear 'em with my white tee and hemmed jeans, definitely! Every day.

And I'd carry this:

And I never carry a purse. (Except that little fair trade, across-the-chest one you got me, Suzanne.) Recently I've gotten sick of carrying my backpack everywhere. Maybe this is the short hair too, the backpack skews a little too "little boy".

I haven't given a purse a second look in years, but this one for some reason really caught my eye. I can't at all say why! But I'm getting it! Maybe... if I can.

While I'm at it, I adore this! It is too cool for words, maybe too cool for school. Maybe this should be a graduation present! Do I get those? Do I get extravagant ones like this?

Please say "yes".

Going back to my reasonable daydreams again, I do have a secondhand (I am so hardcore) one-piece in black and bright floral that flatters beyond belief, that I've, of course, never worn despite buying it last year - Have I mentioned I'm a vampire? I don't go outside in the sunny months.

But, Dad, I'll take a trip to Mexico and I promise I'll run around in the sun like I used to.

Also... my wonderful, light-filled apartment is always pretty spring-y feeling, even in winter, but if it were to get one piece for the season it would be this:

It isn't the most responsible thing to spend my money on, sure. But, oh gosh, it'd sure be great in my bathroom. I'd look at it (in my white tee and jeans) while I put on my mascara or brush my teeth and daydream, not of my wardrobe or my new painted blok, for you see in this daydream I already have those, but of my beautiful husband, my favorite dream-come-true.

Spring, I like you this year.