Hermes Orange

Lately, I've been having a love for Hermes Orange. Not just any old orange color. Hermes Orange.

This is my orange chair in my office that my grandmother gifted me. It's not exactly Hermes orange, but close enough. The velvety material has begun to wear off on your body from years of sun exposure in the house, but no one ever sits on it anyway. And if they do, I cross my fingers that when they get up, their ass is not orange.

Of course it would be awesome to have an actual Hermes Orange bag:

I own an orange Michael Kors version that fulfills this fantasy to a degree.

I'm very into these Tory Burch flats:

How about this orange pant trend? I'm just getting myself into the red pant idea, but orange? This girl makes it look flawless, but I don't know how comfortable I'd feel walking around my office with flaming orange pants...

P.S. I went out to water my garden this morning and I almost screamed. There, on my little baby fig tree, were 2 little figs growing! Me?? The likely recipient of the worst gardener ever award?? I don't want to brag too much in case something happens before we get to eat them, but my excitement level is extremely high...