~honey~ ~bun~ ~honeybun~ Similar posts:detox: no green juice neededit takes a sephora'round here….we hail to the kale.you make me happy when skies are...
as the weather gets warmer my music taste definitely brightens with the california sunshine. lately i’ve been diving back into my sixties french pop. 10th grade, madame jester’s french class: i was a goner with just one play of françoise hardy’s...
shock. tears. depression. rage. insanity. a bakery visit. or two. public display of insanity. a brief ‘loss of time’. more sweet and safe. taking to bed. finding the perfect anti-depressant. Similar posts:sky bullyweekend happysock it to me! sock it to me!...
if you looked in my bathroom drawers, you’d think i’d be a wizard at the sun-kissed face, the glossy lip and the come hither eye. but i have neither the skills nor time to keep a post hotel du cap summer flush, or nights in black satin stare. i could open...
i can’t thank you enough for the messages, comments, calls and gifts. losing truman was such a shock. he went to bed last saturday night with {what we thought} was the health of a pup. he definitely had the demeanor and show of dog with at least 3 or 4 years...
i’d like to preface this post by saying i truly, sincerely wished friday’s confession would be a purge of my somewhat sooty ways. a press of the publish button and i had hoped class and sophistication to magically fairy godmother themselves into my manners...
