Meadow-ing.

The summer wind-down is starting, blowing in with the slightest of chills in the breeze, the top of trees starting to color at the tips. In a few weeks they'll be all ablaze and afternoons will be full of apple crunches and boots again. Tights will feel really awesome, noses will get cold and hot beverages will become little beacons of warmth for frozen fingers.
For now though, the days are still warm and bare arms still fry in the sun. Another dress I've been meaning to have on the blog, first in the beginning of the summer when the earliest bits of greenery were too vibrant fresh on camera, and then later when I had vague but big birthday-outfit plans. The latter fell through in favor of bathing suits on the actual day and piles of camping appropriate clothes the weekend after, but I just somehow was using this dress and the Starlette Crown from Giant Dwarf as a summer book-end. After I took some pictures with them I could cut my hair if I wanted, give up on summer, and fling myself into the coming season if I wanted (not sure on that one now).

Dress: Vintage from Lawrence, Crown: Giant Dwarf, Necklace (tiny, but it's there!): Camille Carnevale via Fort Orange General Store
I had wanted one of these crowns for ages. I'm not entirely sure what held me back, but when the announcement came that Sue was discontinuing the line and sending it out in a blaze of falling-star glory sale, I pushed my spare pennies into a pile and got one. It's been sitting in it's gorgeous packaging since I got it, tucked away in my lingerie drawer (I don't know, it seemed like the right place somehow) waiting. I'm sure it will look fantastic in the snow, but I don't know. I had visions of meadows and frothy dresses.

They came out fine enough. I'm still borrowing cameras, forgetting the tricks of my self-timer as though I haven't been doing the run back in front of it scramble for years, cursing all the out-of-focus shots that clearly would be the best of the bunch had I taken the extra three seconds to make sure I was focused on anything else besides the tree line. Somehow nothing quite yet lives up to the artistic vision (to borrow a phrase a seven-year-old once used to describe the immense frustration I was feeling when my cohorts in holiday living-room theater performances were not putting in the rehearsal work), but it'll do as evidence of the outfit and setting.

A big thank you is in order to my friend Janna, who obligingly led me to pretty spots and let me charge my camera battery in her house, narrowly avoiding a poison ivy patch and rewarding ourselves with farmstand corn and plums, and a sushi lunch.