Hat: Steve Madden, Macy's; Gloves: Calvin Klein, Macy's
Top: Amazon
Boots: UNIONBAY, Kohl's
Skirt: Celebrity Pink, Macy's
Bag: Dolls Kill
Coat: Jou Jou, Macy's
Shorts: Nine West, Kohl's
Traffic Stop Barrette Brooch
Coat: Wild Fable, Target
Shoes: Nine West, Kohl's' Bag: Nine West, Marshalls
Leggings: Derek Heart, Boscov's
Top: Wild Fable, Target
Bag: Worthington, JCPenney
Earmuffs: Betsey Johnson for Trolls, Macy's; Gloves: Thinsulate, JCPenney
What can I say?
You light up my world
And brighten my day.
Whether a super sweet soda
Or unspoiled fruit,
You say no to scurvy
And yes to Lloyd's suit.
(Er, tux. But you knew that. Because you get me.)
You make Monday morning
Like lunch at Club Med
And blow through the cobwebs
Wintering in my head.
That's why I love you
And squeeze 'til it hurts
And wrap you around me
In tights, shorts, and skirts.
Thanks for your sunshine,
Your bold, tangy bite,
Your blind optimism,
And -- this is the biggie --your fighting the fight.
And so goes my ode to Florida's finest. Because autumn may be outfitted in apples, but winter's winners come wrapped in rind. And February is oranges' Oscar season. Do I hear Best Imitation of a Grapefruit for Tatum Temple? Or Craziest Cannonball for Natasha Navel? Or maybe even Best Appearance of a Citrus in a Soundtrack for Honeybell Helen? I'm looking at you, "Orange Crush." Which is a song that's anything but escapist once you Google the meaning of its lyrics. But I guess that makes it an example of taking oranges and making juice -- if by juice you mean the truth serum of social awareness. Which I do.
So anyway, thanks, oranges. For all of that and for adding a splash to today's outfits. Because whether you come in a pair of lace tights or unseasonable shorts or a clutch that borders on carrot, you've got the goods.
And the vitamin twee.
