Two different takes on Spring that look great together! A beautiful jewel-colored hummingbird flying through morning glories celebrates natures first signs of the new season. Our Women’s Spring Shorts aren’t really bionic but they look like it! The perfect way to launch you into your next workout with power!
INKnBURN just came out with these new pieces and I thought these would be amazing to pack in a weekender bag for a weekend getaway! Wrinkle free, packs small and super versatile. Hubby and I are planning a weekend away soon and these are the pieces I’m taking to mix and match!
Perfect for day trips, evening casual dinners, heading out for a hike or a days worth of souvenir shopping! Plus you can still get your run in while away on your vacation!
This is the newest design from INKnBURN, and it’s a stunning piece of artwork! A little bit retro looking with striking colors and a beautiful painting of a tiger. Tigers represent boldness and strength. They are creatures of the night who have amazing focus and fierce patience. To me the tiger has always represented determination and forging a strong path. Wearing this design is a reminder to stay focused and vigilant with your goals and aspirations. All while being a gorgeous piece of wearable art.
If you are thinking, I love that Tiger but not sure what to wear with it… Our Dragon’s Gate Capris and Soaring Tights pickup the yellow and orange tones beautifully! The vintage tones in this shirt also look great with our Performance Denim Pants and even regular blue jeans! Or how about a cute pair of basic black leggings?
Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what dread grasp, Dare its deadly terrors clasp!
When the stars threw down their spears And water’d heaven with their tears: Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright, In the forests of the night: What immortal hand or eye, Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?