Monday, March 28, 2016

Egg Hunt at the Oval Office Party






Top: Delia's
Skirt: So, Kohl's
Shoes: Ami Clubwear
Bag: Marshalls
Belt: Apt. 9, Kohl's
Sunglasses: Kohl's







Dress: J. C. Penney's
Top: Bongo, Sears
Shoes: Worthington, J. C. Penney's
Bag: Xhilaration, Target
Belt: B Fabulous
Sunglasses: Michaels







Dress: Modcloth
Shoes: Guess, DSW
Bag: Modcloth
Sunglasses: Candie's, Kohl's

Move over, mammals (I'm talking to you, donkeys and elephants), an avian invasion is afoot (or perhaps I should say aflight) this Easter Monday.  For, this post is not about politics, but poultry.  Because there's nothing quite like the thrill of the hunt, and what is an oval but an unhatched egg?

Ever versatile, the incredible, edible egg comes in all shapes, sizes, and degrees of fancy, ranging from fluorescent plastic childhood favorites to the exquisitely precious Faberge.  Real eggs are both more complex and simplistic than these facsimiles, their delicate outer shells harboring the embryonic seedlings of new life within.  

This week's accessories -- barrettes, the whole lot of them -- celebrate this eclectic spectrum, serving up eggs and ovals of all varieties.  Whether hard-boiled, in cameo form (just like granny used to wear), or chock-full of a bowl of ambrosia's worth of fruit (just like granny used to make), all three embrace the spritely spring spirit that has come to distinguish this dairyland dream of a holiday (cheese and butter and eggs, oh my; Wisconsin, your ears must be ringing).  Sure, outfit number one is a little more Fourth of July than Easter Sunday, but then ham isn't far off from hot dogs.  To that end, here's an egg-cellent shot of some hard boiled beauties prepped for potato salad, yet another cookout queen contender.  Which just goes to show that summer is never more than a sunburn away.  


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