…your fashion makes me happy.
thank you @TokyoFashion for giving me a regular fix.
I heART this photo.
hBg
…your fashion makes me happy.
thank you @TokyoFashion for giving me a regular fix.
I heART this photo.
hBg
at least one shamefully belated gift is now on its way
for a stylish classy lady, whose tastes I cannot afford, I painted a silk scarf
i hope she knows how much respect I have for her…
Merry Christmas Alicia!
you are Ukranian…so that buys me at least a few weeks less shame!
it’s in the mail, along with dad’s vintage Merlin
love
me
i love garbage night.
i LOVE throwing away junk.
last night i went through a box of random junk and pitched most of it.
excellent.
even more excellent, the few items I did keep!!!
1. silly putty. enough said.
2. a MIXED tape. an ACTUAL mixed tape of mine. i really didn’t think I had any of these around anymore.
what will I do with it you, ask?
not much, except smile. do an “in the old days” routine with the kiddies?
3. my Buddha Board
in case you are unfamiliar, it is a whimsical novelty that encourages you to paint with water alone
and contemplate the impermanence of the universe as you watch your masterpiece evaporate.
always a good lesson to refresh.
peace and love.
heARTbeatgal
postscript!!! is this terrible or meaningful news? …the silly putty left a permanent mark on the buddha board. Hmm?
“Overexposed 2: Enough is Enough”
final.
let’s hope 2012 brings me a new model.
i am bored with the one I’ve got.
the other two move too much.
fingers crossed.
hBg
walking. shopping. heARTing. lunching. sledding. hunting. Ovaltine. playing. visiting. reading. sleeping.
my heART is full. and exhausted.
heARTbeatgal
this song came ’round yesterday. on the heARTbreak Everyone’s Mixtape mix. not sure where I have been since 2004?
thank you Martha Wainwright for finding some words for me and singing them with such heARTbreaking honesty
heARTbrokegal
( I just had to! I am actually not all that heartbroken nor sad 🙂 I just really dig the music on that mix)
* important disclaimer * the sentiment of this post is NOT/NOT aimed at my parents, as some suggest Martha’s song may be to her father, nor at anyone else for that matter. also, the chorus may be a shade harsh
my most favourite evening of the year
I will fight for merry
words here are the only way I can make this merry
peace, love, light
Olivia