anchors away

Ahhh, the 4th of July. A spectacular holiday during an exceptionally fabulous month. I went to my closet this morning to don some of the old red, white and blue. Hmm. What to choose, what to choose?

Then it hit me.

Perhaps...just maybe...a sailor threw up in there? Oh dear.

Then I thought...is it really sooooooo bad that I could stylishly dress a naval fleet?

Yes, my charming jammies have sailboats. Yes, my dresses are horizontally adorable. Yes, my beach towel is adorned with a clever anchor print. Yes, I might change my middle name to maritime.

Obsession, you say?
Intervention, you wonder?

Please don't tell me to stop. Please tell me this is my calling. Please stripe me up and spangle me happy! If loving navy and white is wrong then I don't want to be right! Happy Birthday, America! Stars and STRIPES forever!!