Summertime and the Living's Easy.

Hello, all. Back where I come from, it is hot. Also, back where I come from, we prefer easy breezy clothes to accent our easy breezy 'tudes. Where I come from, however, we do not have fantastic vintage curators peddling their to-die-for designer vintage wares. Thus, I am relegated to providing a roundup of salivation-worthy summer ensembles I've only come to know by surfing the internet machine (enter: Shrimpton Couture). It is my fate to worship from afar, and worship I will. Observe:

Shut up. Is this real? It's like a circus on your thighs. I love it so.

In the words of your gal and mine, Rachel Zoe, "I die. I lit-rully die."
That print! Those colors! This sweet little heart of mine can hardly bear it.

Ethereal. Float on.

Ohhh, come on, man. Who needs to own this full-skirted, crinoline-bottomed piece of lovely pie more than I?

Rejoice, rejoice, and again I say rejoice. This is a thing of beauty. This wiggle dress is worthy of a wiggler to end all other wigglers. Please say you're the one.

And in closing, if you can't go around wearing this (which presumably, you cannot):

Then this is the next best thing, right? (The correct answer is a resounding yes.)

And not for a bad price, eh? Somebody, for the love of all things Anne Geddes and flora, snatch this gem up!

Alrighty then. That's enough. My head is spinning with desire for all the things I cannot have. Head on over to Shrimpton Couture; the girl knows what she's doing. Adieu.