O’ to sit under a lilac bush . . .
and just breath in the sweet and pleasant fragrance . . .
and bask in some of my fondest memories.
As a young girl I would eagerly await the blooms of the lilac bush . .
and not just any lilac bush . . .
But the lilac bush which lined the archway of my grandmother’s garden.
This week they bloomed . . .
All around me
It just seemed fitting to adorn myself with my grandmother’s pearls and vintage clutch
And top it off with my newest vintage hat (found in Branson)
It was easy to take this look to a vintage and dressier look by simply adding that versatile lace vest (I’m loving this vest) and exchanging my purse for the vintage clutch.
Decided to stay with the same snake skin pumps for both looks.
Each year I still catch myself eagerly awaiting the fresh blossoms of a lilac bush and to fill my home with this sweet scent and memories.
As always my friends, thanks for dropping by. Have a wonderful day.
Linking up with Patti for Visible Monday
Judith for her wonderful monthly Hat attack.