i wear a lot of ridiculous headbands flowers in my hair.

this weekend, my mama commented on it. rather, i was having a day, and i said, “i need a flowery headband!” and went to the lamp i keep them on (really, they’re all sitting on it like a tree) and found a fun green and gold one.

she said, as only my mama can, “you and your flowery headbands.” and i said, “yes, i know. there’s nothing they can’t fix.”

and it’s true. there’s nothing a flowery headband can’t fix. (i feel the same way about sparkly blue wellies and anything that is shaped like wings and co-cola floats.)