Is it cliché that I am exponentially happier when the weather is this beautiful? Spring is in the air, mes amis, and I like it. There really is nothing more satisfying than waking up warm (instead of freezing) to birds chirping; the warm weather is incredibly uplifting considering the crazy blizzard-then-monsoon insanity. Praise the Lord, for the world (at least the western hemisphere) has been reborn again! (I’m really not one of those Christian crusaders, I swear.) { image source: k n i g h t c a t } I’m head over heels with this entire photograph: everything about it – the model’s sassy pose, the styling, the hair, the makeup – simply exude summertime. I’m kinda in love with it all, especially the nineties throwback with high-waisted, ultra-mini denim shorts and floral shirts tied at the waists and yacking away on a stick of Wrigley’s (Clueless, anyone?). Throw on a pair of satin wedges in an obnoxious and potentially tacky, Barbie pink and so wrong, it’s right. Smack on pink lipstick, et voilà: a kitschy Marilyn Monroe being her coquettish self at the beach. Say hellooo to my summer uniform. ♥ bisous, La C. P.S.: I realize that…