When I was a little girl I would spend hours skipping along my fathers 100 acre ranch. My sister and I would often sit under the wild berry bushes and watch the baby quails hop along the little clover plants that were popping up around our serape blanket. The magic that surrounded my summer days has built a nostalgic longing to show my own children the magic there is in the simple things. The same magic that surrounded me then is the same magic I hope I can bring you now. From my turban headbands to little clips, my hope is that I can add a little whimsy in your littles step!