i’m a seasonal girl. living in southern california where we are seasonally challenged i like to over-emphasize the calendar with my soundtracks, attire, throw pillows, and scents. tis the time for lanvin’s eclat d’arpege. lavender hued, lilac...
holiday goodies running amok at iomoi. tariffs run pricey to thrifty. all show and feel ritzy. i’ve been giddy stocking up on hostess gifts, presents for clients, and maybe a little something something for the homestead. their website alone is a wonka factory...
last gig bought momma a new camera. nudity would have paid for photography lessons. renting fur in hopes i’ll osmotically channel a little diane arbus, minus the razor blades. remember, red scares me. fingers crossed lens cap is really just gratuitous...
