you know as kid you get an image of what a princess should look like? and act like? not the snobby, stuffy kind. but the fairytale one whom as a young girl you dream of being and growing into? a lass so beautiful you can’t stop staring, and then once she sinks...
a cabana for two, the pool practically all to ourselves, and weather for a bikini. welcome to the first weekend in february. california dreaming on such a winter’s day……. the dark-haired handsome cooling off from hot-n-heavy flirting en chaise...
our dear friends’ wedding closes a week’s worth of revelry and frolic. blowouts, whiskey sours, lips o’glossy, and late night grilled cheese; all sanctioned silliness. my partner in crime and i will be {crashing}Â attending the ladies luncheon today....
still whirling from my weekend away (7 whopping miles). in celebration of our dearest’s 40th year on earth we feted grandly with pops, putts, and pampering. the boys whacked the white, dimpled ball from fairway to green, the girls blissed and basked in the hands...
