Bartsch hand-painted wall pattern, found here
I used to have a white skirt with black polka dots, way back when. I remember twirling in it, delighting at the way the circle skirt rippled around me. I was probably around 13 years old at the time, so I must have been pretty clueless about fashion then, but I sure knew what I liked when I saw it. I still do. Right now, I like seeing spots. Polka dots just make me smile.