The Last of the Summer Whites.

I don't trust it completely, but if recent days are any indication of where the weather is going, the day these pictures were taken (big thanks and love to Christina for snapping these!) was one of my last chances to be sans-jacket and bare-legged at the same time.

Dress: Madewell, Shoes: Just Prance Heel c/o Modcloth, Bag: fieldguided, Necklace: Lawrence
I first saw this dress when I picked up my chambray songbird dress last month, and fell totally in love with it. It's perfect, really. White, short-ish, with a peter pan collar? A quick stop in Boston on the way out to visit friends and this little lady was all mine.

And yeah, it does wrinkle in a heart-beat, but I've resolved to only worry about that sort of thing for about three minutes before dismissing the thought. That and worrying about spilling things on myself (which is good, because within about 20 minutes of wearing this thing out for the first time I got something on it). There's little anyone can do about it in the moment, and in the end it's only clothes, so I'm trying not to worry about it too much.

And these shoes? They're a godsend. In the past I've been pretty calculated over the items I pick when Modcloth offers to send me something, hemming and hawing and going through my love list and agonizing over every item but this time I went for it. I saw these shoes and I suppose I just knew I needed them. And then they got here and are perfect. Shoes are a problem for me (you'll notice I hardly ever praise the comfort of any pair really, I might love a pair but that doesn't mean they don't chew my feet to bits) but these are comfortable, amazing, wonderful shoes! I only wish they came in more colors.
Keeping this short today. I'm a compulsive over-packer and am taking my sweet time emptying my bags from New York, the speed of which is only hindered by occasional stops to try on potential outfits for tomorrow's Florence and the Machine concert.