The weather turns and it’s like a switch goes off. From now until spring you can call me Mrs. Grinch.
Mr. Frost, Don’t Bite!
|Dimensions||1.125 x 1.125 x 3 in|
Midnight on New Years Eve
They've started counting. You scan the room until your eyes find his. Wanting to be together, you both hurry through the crowd. 3..2..1.. *cue fireworks*
Hearts Open, Guards Down
It’s been three months. You’re both feeling it, but you’re too scared to say it. Just when you’re about to surrender he jumps first. Fall in love in this romantic red.
Taupe Bag Obsession
What your oversized shades don’t cover, your wide brim fedora makes up for. You don’t let the chaos around you break your stride. In the midst of all the young fans and paparazzi, taupe bag in hand, you own the sidewalk like a runway.