monday morning beautiful to you m’loves. tell me, did the weekend compass your happy-map? friday through sunday we had a house full of sick, and a calendar clad in iron. even the beast started to adopt our mopey behavior. all three of us grumped around the house...
even on my ugliest of days, i’ve always considered myself a girl with a bucket full of luck. right now i have an armful of bracelets i tote round my wrist which i believe are my extra arms, eyes and ears of safety from angels, saints, buddhas and pets passed....
nuts. nuts. nuts. nuts. Untitled from katie osumi on Vimeo. nuts. praise heaven and all its cupcakes! hh is coming home today because i’m not certainly NOT cleaning up the second “mess” these nuts will be rendering. happy kaopectate priscilla! ...
taking cues from proenza schouler and isabel marant, my beast is dominating the fashion category in this household. she’s been rockin’ the south by southwest look like nobody’s business; putting her owner’s paltry attempts at A/W 2011 trends to...
farewell my endless, carefree as a whisper, summer. i will miss you much. i will miss the smell of your backyard barbecue. the silent, but potent neighborhood bell which beckoned the sunburnt, beach-cruiser riding puppies home each day from the sand. how sad...
in the words of martha & the vandella’s, it was a heat wave! hh, the beast and i took to the streets to keep cool and soak in the seaside life. i love many things about my street: the big trees, the wide blocks, the whites pickets, but even after 12 years of...
