The area I've lived my whole life in, while technically in Virginia, doesn't consider itself very Southern. I, however, do. Being raised by a man from Tennessee and spending my summers at the beach with all my Carolina relatives made all the difference. I can still remember the first time a childhood friend's parent asked me to "Call me Judy." I did, my father overheard me, and that was the end of that. These prints, from Old Try, speak to the barefoot Southern child inside of me.
Thanks to Gloria for the tip! She will be paid in Cheerwine, as is tradition.