The cherry blossoms have come and gone in Vancouver. Every year when they appear, I find myself feeling a bit of surprise and wonder. You'd think I'd be used to them 4 springs in, but they signal a reminder of the beautiful weather we'll get in the warmer months. It almost makes up for 6 months of 12 degrees and raining, you know?
Thrifted skirt, striped shirt | Rodarte for Target jean jacket (from work)
Vintage boots | Random powder blue socks