Even though my room growing up was bright pink with a floral canopy and bedding, I hated floral prints. I remember my Mom bought me a down jacket that was orange with big flowers on it and I threw a huge hissy fit about how much I hated it. Brat attack. Sorry Mom.
In the last few years however, I’ve really grown to embrace the whole flower thing; though it still doesn’t hang on my bedroom walls. Since I’m all about doubling up on prints these days — gingham, stripes, polka dots, etc — I thought I’d test my pattern mixing luck with a floral blazer and dress. I’m quite pleased with the results, though a friend of mine told me I look like one of those potted plants on a window sill. Whatever…those are pretty.