blue floral romper

Floral Romper - 3Floral Romper - 6Have you guys ever heard of Choies? Up until a few weeks ago, I certainly had not. I forget how I stumbled across the website, but once I was on it, I was hooked. They have the cutest clothing for such a low price. This is music to a pregnant girl’s ears, considering whatever I buy will be outgrown in a matter of months. Time to load up that virtual cart!

Floral Romper - 5I actually only bought one item. It was a blue, floral romper with pompoms. I honestly cannot get enough of floral patterns. I think that 90% of what I own has at least one flower on it. Maybe I’m starting to look like the crazy botanic lady, but I don’t care. I feel ‘blooming’ lovely in them.

Floral Romper - 8The cozy knit sweater that I have on is also available in the store. Mine. Not Choies.

Floral Romper - 7I’m wearing: Floral Romper : Choies // Blanket Wrap : BB Dakota // Tights : Target // Floral Oxfords : Rachel Antonoff.

Floral Romper - 4Have a wonderful weekend!

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Emory

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  1. Looking good and healthy Emory!!! Cheryl

  2. I love Choies! And I really love how you’ve styled that romper 💗 So cute!

  3. i LOOOOVE floral prints and buy them all the time, even though my husband says I look like I’m wearing curtains! This is such a cute romper, and I love how you’ve winterized it. That cardi sweater is lovely!

    • Well my husband says he loves how my outfits never really match. It was a backwards compliment, I’d say. Let’s just stop listening to them. ;-)

      • I never listen to my husband’s (or anyone’s really) sartorial comments! :)

  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife, mother of two (one earthside and one with the angels), and an animal rescuer. This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
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