Maybe I am a bit late on this, but I just got my Toast catalog in the mail yesterday and oh does it make me wish for summer (dusk in Sacramento, 85 degrees at 6 o'clock at night, sitting across from the park, drink iced coffee,wearing tank tops and skirts, and of course talking shit with Amy). But no, it's Seattle — not so sunny and 36 degrees.None the less, the catalog didn't fail to disappoint. And the images make me excited to put clothes on.