I'm not Irish, but I sure do like to herald the coming of Spring with green around here.
in the dining room,
in our makeshift greenhouse of a kitchen, and
on unsuspecting little sweeties who will wear whatever their mama pulls over the head. She loves shoes already. Oy.
I love this green print, by the way. It reminds me of a favorite dress my mom had made me when I was about four years old. It had capped puff sleeves and a short hem. White or yellow Rick Rack, too, I think. I wore it with knee socks and red t-strap buster browns. There is a photo somewhere. I have a short boyish mop of super straight white-blond hair and a pixie nose. 1976. Sweet.
This is part of 2 yards I picked up at a thrift store over a year ago and I'm always chicken to use it. (because of the nostalgia, mostly) This morning I decided something festive was in order, so I got brave, cut into it and made this simple dress that does look very handmade, but I love it anyway. I'll share another view of it eventually -- but I couldn't wait and it had to be worn.
Crew-to-Cardigan how-tos soon. Specifically, the t-shirt trim. I am obsessed.
Happy St. Patty's Day.