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Sequins: In the Garden

There are a few awesome things about blogging. One being, make new friends. I’ll admit, I was slow to join that realm of blogging, mostly because I went into the process with one of my besties, and then promptly convinced another awesome friend to start one herself (Have you seen it? She’s pretty cool)

Regardless, turns out there are some pretty cool people on the internet, and it’s been fun to “meet” them. Nicole from Gypsy in Japser is one of those awesome peeps, and coordinates a What to Wear idea. It’s fun and I jumped on board, because I’m nothing if not a joiner. FYI, Stripes will totally be joining in on this concept next time it rolls around, but I figured it wasn’t fair to spring it on her the second she got back from vacation. See how nice I can be?

Shirt: H&M (??)/ Shorts: Target/ Brooch: Local boutique/ Sandals: Saltwaters

When I saw the prompt was In The Garden, I immediately went “Oh, for tea parties and fancy things! Sundresses everywhere!” And then I read a couple of comments about it and realized I’d be the only one with that theme. That some people, shockingly enough, actually garden (it’s, like, a verb, people!) instead of just play in gardens.

That said, I have to confess–rather than a cute little green thumb, I have the black thumb of death. I won’t bore you with the details, but rest assured–whatever plant you’re about to tell me I can keep alive, I’ve already killed it. Twice.

It’s definitely a recessive gene, though, since both my parents are pretty fab gardeners. My mom’s front yard looks like the Secret Garden in full bloom with her just blinking in its direction. No joke. I’ll share pictures soon. My dad is redoing his entire back yard with elaborate plans (he already built the brick walls and leveled the ground). My sister has an ever-producing spider plant.

If it has a leaf, I kill it. Also, I’m allergic to everything outside. As in, the occasional plant will make my throat swell up. So I’m just not a get-down-and-dirty kind of girl. That’s all there is to it. I do, however, like flowers! And I love playing in my mom’s garden, and checking out what my dad is doing in his back yard! So this is my “when I visit other people’s gardens”.

That means a cute top to give me the perfect excuse to not offer assistance, shorts instead of dresses just in case I’m required to squat, shoes that can be washed off with a hose for the potential dirt, and a flower pin, since that’s the only type of florals I can sustain!

This was super fun and you all should check out everyone else who participated!

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