Here we are, watching as another year comes to an end like that of a spectator scarecrow to its annual sport. It's frightening, exhilarating, and hopeful as I advance at the thought of so many new possibilities. It's strange though, because it almost feels like it was just yesterday that 2009 was ending, and now at the crossroads of 2010, it too pulses its final, melodic moments... moments that will inevitably find us years later. There's been a wealth of changes this year, both good and bad. And some I've shared with you, while others were placed in a secret treasure box, tired and dusty. Breathing, laughing, crying, loving, and aching through and with new understanding, I've faced unforeseen circumstances valiantly, felt insolvent to the ennui of habit, astonished with reverie and expectation, cheered at new publications, joyfully-overwhelmed by an artistic proficiency I didn't even know existed, smiled in light of novel words and poetry, broke up, woke up, m...
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Which i'm glad you did because that bag is such a beautiful colour. I think detailing can make all the difference between something bla-ce and FABULOUS. I like the roped effect of the handle its just interesting. You seem to accumulate so much beautiful bags haha. Thats a good thing of course :)
those are the kinds of finds you know you could make money on if you sell - but you never do...
:)
xo/ fashion chalet