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A little too much if you ask me. But that doesn’t stop us from decking our Bug out in many a shade of lavender. We even purchased a baby carrier in purple. For those reading that don’t know about our obsession with our alma mateur whose colors were yes, PURPLE and gold, now you know:

We are creepily obsessed with our collegiate motherland. Creepily.

So much so, that not only did James and I meet while students, we also married in those Purple Valleys almost a full year ago, and we have an appalling number of family members who attended as well. An entire room in our home is now decorated in a purple mountain homage to this tiny little school. Hardcore doesn’t begin to cover it. We bleed purple.

Okay, then I just took it beyond creepy.

ANYWAY, our daughter wears purple. And it looks delightful. Brunettes just pull off this shade far better than say the fair-haired among us comme moi. Le sigh.