I couldn’t wait any longer. With no reprieve from winter in sight, I did the only thing I could: layer, layer, layer.
This dress was one of my NOLA finds and I’ve been (foolishly) waiting for warmer temps to wear it. Honestly, I’ve been eager to wear anything but jeans. Since it was finally dry enough that I didn’t have to worry about puddle jumping at every corner, I traded my winter uniform for a little spring cheer. And with two sweaters, wooly tights and tall boots, I managed to stay warm (enough).