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Spring has sprung… or maybe not quite yet, but here’s some hope for what will eventually come, before my personal favorite summer season. Growing up in Chicago, springtime was a real tedious process waiting for some hope after rough winter. I remember many afternoons with my puffy coat shoved into my backpack and the awkward four hours of sunlight before dinner. I don’t really miss living day to day in a place with four full seasons but I do miss the idea of it, and all the hope and promise of higher temps, cuter outfits and fresh (not freezing) air. Here are some visuals to get you acclimated to the new climate, whenever it decides to show up! Enjoy!
-M
Authentically,
