today i’m shooting the couture campaign for mary jo matsumoto. nervous knots and fussy butterflies battle for space in my stomach. hoping my inner crystal renn will emerge come call time. wish me luck loves. image Similar posts:you rule!it's friday...i'm in...
minutes before my cranky alarm chimes her rallying eep the warm aroma of my morning coffee has already kissed and coddled my gently awake. the simple, pre-bedtime chore of setting my pot’s timer rewards a million times over. steaming, spicy perk ready for me...
the clock’s second hand cracks like my very own desktop rapping headmistress. my current peck and pace scantily permits playtime of any kind. {although my daily fit of giggles somehow always find their way to erupt and emerge} my list these days just seems more...
a toast to you m’loves. cheers to finding beauty in the blah, rooting clever from the dim, and seeing sparkle in the dull. let’s twinkle-light up our lives a bit, and shine our gaiety ’round. image Similar posts:bellicose beguiles...
over the summer my beloved phone died a painful, dramatic, sylvia plath-like death. my grief grew branches and bore fruit when i learned my cherished model was no longer offered, and in addition i would have to switch phone companies. enter the DROID. let’s just...
