dahlings what are you plans for the forty eight hour holiday? dancing? drinks? dates? my plans aren’t set…..yet. i know there will be huffing and puffing, and tucking and squeezing. and that’s just when i’m on the clock. one thing i am craving...
only 241 pages, but what a punch packed. it’s been over a year since my hands held those haunting pages, but i’m still unstrung by mr mccarthy’s prose. a love story like none other i’ve ever read. a father. a son. the film stayed sincere to my...
she’s just all kinds of cool i will never be. here’s a wicked-rad wednesday tune for you. Similar posts:sign me upjudges ruling....wellness wednesdayback to life, back to...
there’s just something about coral colored candy, salmon hued sweets, and plum tinted pastries that i just cannot resist. resolutions be damned! these photos make me mad for sugar naps and buttercream comas. click image for source Similar posts:it's friday, and...
i’m going to pretend i’m wearing this outfit all day long. as i go from spin class to pilates back to spin class one last time to pilates. i’m going to live in my fantasy land where i am wearing this outfit catwalking over the stoned, rainy streets...
