Due to, you know, the world ending, the thousand island cruise wasn’t happening.
But the lovely waterfront cruise was. So we all piled on and enjoyed the fresh air…well sort of. The crossing from one part to the other was on the open water of Lake Ontario, and the wind was so cold and strong, that I ended up cuddling a ten year old who was shaking while smothered in her Dad’s sweater. But it was worth it.
Dress – Rove Designs
Boots – Gift from Nashville