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I am squeezing the last bits out of summer. For me this includes cotton tent dresses, straw tote bags, dinner dates outside, bare legs, millinery flowers pinned to everything, and a cloud of sunscreen wherever I go. Philadelphia has been wonderfully mild this summer in terms of humidity, a light breeze always present, and I will be sad when it ends. Until then I will be busting out all of my greatest summer hits, including this 1960's dress I found at Stella Dallas in Brooklyn (the label is Beach Party, so good). I don't recall where I found the funny straw tote, but it's already falling apart a little bit so this may be its last hurrah. I'm not sure why but I've been obsessed with round bags lately.