Denver, the supposed city of 300 days of sunshine, and yet I'm watching a slight mist from the sky land on my car from our window. I might be one of six rain-loving fools in this city who is pleased about it (if you’re one of those six, you’re my people) and we all know it snowed last week and it will snow this month. But for now, in the wee hours of spring, it smells like dirt and grass and Ryan Gosling circa, “It still isn’t over.”
While it’s not unusual for us to drape ourselves in blouses, dresses and coats in flower prints, big and small, from March to May, the moody florals on display here focus on the delicious, drizzly part of spring. The smell of freshness, the snow melting over the first bits of green grass, the lime-colored teeny leaves unfurling on branches, sending everyone’s allergies into a tizzy. We're not interested in the Easter dress, Lily Pulitzer bright pinks and greens this year. They’re not so sweet, these florals.
Luckily, we’ve got plenty of ways to surround ourselves with them, from our beach bags to the home.
