I feel a little betrayed by Spring after the bitter bite of this past weekend's weather. But determined to keep my look bright, while not freezing my bum off, I added some new sparkles to my old boyfriend jeans. My brother {snickering} told me he loved my "grandma jeans, " and my sweet sister said they were so obviously my "boyfriend" jeans. I started thinking about my "boyfriend" jeans, and it made me laugh because they are not from my boyfriend. I don't have a boyfriend....that's number one. Number two, I got these jeans at a vintage shop, so could they have been from a grandma? I guess so. So are they my "grandma" jeans? Regardless, there is nothing like a calm walk with a sweet puppy and pants with a forgiving waistline to wash your worries away.
Check back tomorrow for some Flea Market Finds...vT*
Love those shoes....
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