not like it was a surprise, but still sad nonetheless. at 10 years old my heart fell hard for cory h. lucas was a big movie for me. why was i smiling so much every time i’d see him on that silly screen? why now was i suddenly starting to notice tommy rossi and...
i’m all out. sapped dry. parched. no rococo ruffles or fancy feathers to whet my whistle today. it’s been a putty colored, purgatory morning. are you in or are you out winter? goosebumps still accessorize my outfits. still can’t quite find the...
i know it’s kind of an old trend, but i’m taking a liking to locks slashed with shades of pastel pretty. the girly badass of it all, makes me happy. kind of like a string of pearls and a filthy mouth. even more giddisome is the all over pink shell: a...
cool beans! we’re getting another rainstorm. kick up my boots i will! nothing like a rainy weekend to soar my spirit. march mists rehydrate my gleeful and gamesome cells; encouraging me to twirl in public again. a cleansing of extravagance and excess. a...
i’m a sucker for casseroles. love! love! love anything in an 9 x 9 baking dish. put a can of cream of mushroom soup and some dehydrated onions……i’m yours forever. luckily hh shares my obsession for all things creamy, noodle-ly, and rectangular....
