Currently:
Feeling a tad under the weather
Shuffling around the house in my favorite/most embarrassing fuzzy wuzzy slippers.
Leaving a cloud of tissues in nearly every room
Semi-engaged in an episode of Grey’s Anatomy
Gunmetal and navy nail polish painting
Loving and laughing over the perfectly understandable moment captured in this photograph.
Flipping the pages of Vogue Espana
Contemplating buying new savage kicks, the only remedy I can muster.
Too tired, too groggy… going back to the land of nod
(Image: Storytime)
Shuffling through the various holidays of 2008, I can’t believe the year is chiseling out yet another ending. The hoopla, the ongoing shenanigans… most of the time it’s over before I’ve realized it’d even started. But for the better part of the suburbanite afternoon, I couldn’t stop thinking about time and how it seems to swallow everything else. Trying to wrap my mind around it, I walked outside and there it wasn’t. The dog days of summer had been completely bogarted, and obviously, winter was reinstating some glorified purpose. While semi-sanctioning such a veritable transition, I giddily sequestered a nearly forgotten Bebe jacket from the corner of my closet, and called it a day. I admit the straps on my Jessica Simpson ankle boots, fully equipped with studs and cross charms, are actually dog collars. Clearly manufactured for a Gothic canine with nouveau attitude... the vibe worked, so be it.