only three more weeks of winter white. i want to store up the cold like nickels in a ceramic pig. giddy is me seeing my breath in the pitch black morning air.
although, maybe i am ready to whisk away this winter coat?
i am suffering a knotty stomach still, from ill behavior of nights long passed.
gossip girl. me. dreadful. not even a clever one either.
i had been invited to a small group of fabulous women with fabulous hair. feeling wee, pedestrian, and unsure of myself i uncomfortably asked about an item of possible town tabloid as my way of cavorting with these prettier, wittier, and more exceptional girls from private schools. luckily they had more class than miserable me. shut my gross attempt to “fit in” down right away. they don’t play that way. no wonder i wanted to be in their group………
hope you all have a lovely weekend.
in the spirit of keeping things classy, i’m sending you off with victoria.
Victoria makes me want to lose MY breakfast…because I had some and because I can.
BTW…screw bitchy chicks from private schools who don't play well with others…they are missing out on a real beauty with depth, emotion, and great links to underwear sites.
Thanks for the "Secret".
thanks miss brandi. hope you enjoy the undies!
au contraire, these ladies were anything but bitchy. i was the louse. they were sweet and loving and welcoming even with my potty mouth.
i'm quite sure you're being too hard on yourself…
i also hate those situations when i turn pink, you know? but they're good reminders. to get back where we're supposed to be. us.
Beautiful images. I can almost see gentle wind.