Bag: Nine West, Marshalls
Belt: B Fabulous
Sunglasses: So, Kohl's
May Day is a phrase most often associated with baskets, poles, and airplanes in trouble. May Day the holiday comes on May 1, which was yesterday (here at the Trove, we're nothing if not timely), a day as beset by clouds, rain, and wind as today in South Jersey and, if the weather gurus are to be trusted, a condition that will persist throughout the rest of the week. But that's okay with me, because no storm can stop this boatload (okay, life raft's worth) of barrettes on display today. Inspired by that May Day tradition of leaving a basketful of flowers on a neighbor's doorstep, ringing the doorbell, and then heading for the hills before the poor, confused sap even knows what's hit him, they say, hey, life is lovely, a message made all the more meaningful when delivered by petals that will never perish. Image-wise, we've got the basket in question, as well as some cherry blossoms and daisies. And also, for you hard-core types, a few photographs of the real thing. Now that the weather is (slowly but surely) improving, I've resumed documenting Brigantine in pictures, starting, as ever, with another rousing rendition of "Other People's Flowers." The purple ones pictured above (the name of which eludes me), are particularly pretty, if a little serious serving sentry on the steps of one of the island's churches. To be fair, these are my own daisies, purchased (and kept alive) by the green thumb-wielding husband. Despite my love of fanciness, simple flowers like these are my favorites. They make me think of the country and cottages and fresh churned butter -- well, them and those 1980s commercials peddling Country Crock, a brand I always believed to be the last word in down-home dairy appeal. To this day, I have yet to taste it.
So, here's to blossoms and butter and staying up in that plane. Also, to celebrating spring with barrettes instead of pranks on your neighbor.