For a few brief hours on Saturday morning, there was a hint of Spring in the air. I used the window as an excuse to wander some of my favorite streets in the West Village, chai latte and hydrangeas in hand, debuting a couple of spring pieces that I’ve been (impatiently) waiting to wear. Of course, then it started to rain and I tucked them back into my closet. But for those brief hours, all was right in the world.
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