With Mother’s Day fresh on my mind (because I have a mother, not because I am one), I think of my annual promise to take my mom for high tea at the illustrious Windsor Arms Hotel. Granted, it’s less about wanting to sip tea ever-so-delicately in a swanky Toronto landmark than it is about wanting to channel Holly Golightly. As soon as I make good on that promise, this is what I’ll wear.
