Perfect Day For It, Of Course.

This back and forth with the weather has gotten a lot of flack, but I think it's fantastic. It's brought about a back and forth in me between 60s coiffed glamour and rock and roll grit. Cool spring days are all pastels and cat eyes, and hot days are denim cutoffs and day after smudgy eyes.

Cool.

Hot.

Cool.

Hot.

These are my new loves.

Cool.

Hot.

Maybe when the weather settles I'll stick somewhere in the middle, but for now I'm content to hang out in the two extremes.