On my way to D.C. today for the Great Snowpocalyse, this is a vintage dress with bright purple flowers from New Bohemia in Austin, Texas under a rosy sweater that has interesting ends and over a bright purple sweater that matches the flowers (it makes more sense in the larger version). I like to tell people an aunt knitted it for me, but that’s not true. The rose belt goes with a vintage dress I’ll wear in a few months.

This dress has the colors of Fall, but I wear it whenever leaves skitter and swirl in their own small eddies. I’m thinking about our strange seasons of recent years as I bounce between climates that are changing and in flux. The dress requires similar elevation in footwear, and the pattern doesn’t meet on the center seam, so there is a sense of motion.