So this was my fantasy today while puttering around the house and taking the paper recycling out to the trash/recycling enclosure: It was a rainy day in Paris.
In reality, outside the birds were taking a bath and singing merrily. The spring flowers, leaves and trees and shrubs were happily growing. I was nice and snug and warm in my bed, and then in my kitchen.
I love rainy days, so long as it's a gentle, female spring rain, and not the horrible freezing downpours that we sometimes get in the colder months. I could imagine wandering through the streets of Paris in a raincoat and boots and comfy pants and warm shirt, gazing at the passersby, looking in the store windows, stopping off at a patisserie or cafe for some refreshment on my long walk. I don't like to make connections between my mood and mental state and the weather, because sometimes I'm in a good mood when it's a beautiful sunny day, and sometimes it just fills me with dread and anxiety (thank you, 9/11/2001). Likewise, I usually feel more at home on a gray, rainy day, but I can also be inclined to be depressed and thoughtful, sometimes to the point of being morose and miserable to be around. In short, I think the link between weather and mood is tenuous at best, to the point of being imaginary. But I was in a good mood today, and I got a lot done around the house that needed doing. Hence, lots of paper recycling going out.
I thought it would be fun to fool around on Polyvore with the backgrounds, text and borders, and this was the result. I have to get out of the house more, so I'll have more opportunities to wear these imagined outfits.