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Just a few of my favorite things. Vintage rosaries, Native additions, and chains that drape idling no matter what you're doing. And I made the executive decision to end my phone's embarrassing need to cavort about in the nude by donning this amazing Tomasz Opasinski skin that invisibleskinz.com sent over. Love it!
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Alex said…
Gorgeous shot! Love it!
8:50 AM
Vintage Lollipops said…
Thanks babe!!!
8:53 AM
Natasha said…
I like to accessorize my cell phone for the different moods I am in.
9:51 AM
Moonstyle said…
nice stuff :)
i like your blog
kisses
10:13 AM
Anonymous said…
ooh i love it bella!
11:05 AM
Liz Lizo said…
I too love rosaries, there was a time I collected them. love the new header.

xx
Liz Lizo
www.vogued-out.com
1:36 PM
Shelley said…
Ciao Bella,

Love your photo... nice angle and shot that you took!! Good eye!!

Hope that you have a really great weekend!

Hugs & Kisses,
Love,
Shelley
xXx
http://agelesssecrets.blogspot.com/
11:28 PM
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