As spring beckons, my beating heart flutters at the sight of the great pastels bursting out in the clothing in the stores. The nudes, champagne and pale yellow. You've got to love these hues. They are so soft and feminine and flirty. I just love all the feathery fluff and look at the fresh satin green ribbon. This clothing is like soft whipped frosting.So light and dreamy. Spring is but a whisper away. Can you hear it?
And the spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the spirit of love felt everywhere:
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of wintery rest.
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
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