A Crazy Floral Fancy

Last weekend, my heart sorta skipped a beat when I saw these cheapo jeans staring at me through a storefront window on 2nd Ave.  I tried them on.  I was torn.  Cray-cray?  Yes, they are a little out there.  The BF told me that I wouldn't like them next year.  I figured they would be worn once every 3 weeks for the next 9 months.  I told myself it wasn't worth it.  But here I am, enjoying the happiest sunniest (most weirdly amazing) March afternoon, wearing black denim and thinking of these faded floral print 5 pockets.