weekend happy to you m’loves. typically i sign off my friday with wishes, lollipop-sweet, of wellness: candy-coated bids of happy that make even the disney princesses’ gag….{i’m talking the ones who aren’t bulimic—–FYI: snow?...
do you have the itch to ramble? that hunger to trace new footsteps through dirt paths untread?sometimes i salivate at a vision of an unending, open road; no one awaiting my arrival, save for stray lodging of my last second choosing with a 24-hour check-in policy,...
in the words of nicki minaj, “let’s do this one more time.”let us corral our memories and musings for the year passed. for me, a pasture full of wild horses, rabid dogs, sweet baby kittens, and gentle lambs-all penned together on a neurotic, happy,...
what up my mid-december gangstas? you keeping things tight and fresh as we play out these last few weeks of twenty twelve? it’s friday, so i’m sick again. rad. so according to the mayans, this is our final weekend on earth. i’m glad i’ll be...
here we are again m’loves. more gift suggestions for your holiday shopping. tell me what you think. i’m such a sucker for scarves. this echo silky screams “put me in my in your hair and make like your most vampy, sixties, french pop star.”...
oh my sweets! it’s chilly outside is it not? i love the colder weather, but i’m such an infant when i get even one, little, temperatures-in-the-low-seventies, goose-bump. i insist on wrapping myself, burrito-like, with various scarves, puffer vests, wooly...
