And I know, ’cause I’ve been there before, knockin’ down the doors, won’t take no for an answer. And you’ll see ’cause if it’s meant to be, nothing can compare to deserving your dream.
pre/post-dinner outfit portrait post.
i love this blurred-out photo. i don’t know why. melodie likes all the shitty photos too she gets mad when i delete the crappiest ones that make no sense ever like a photo of a wall, seriously, nothing else. funny. so i make a point to keep them all and fascinate myself for hours trying to find the beauty in it or try to “get” “it” oh man i know i do the quotations thing way too much i’m stopping today.
the last time i wore this dress was at the beginning of summer. melodie and i cruised parkdale and i picked up like 3 guys. hahaha.
didn’t want to get it dirty from my shoe then remembered we hate this chair and want to get rid of it. do you want it?
why do i look like i have make-out face? can someone send me some lipstick?
perfectly retro. at dinner this little yuppie said i looked like a diner waitress. oh man wait’ll my next post. to railroad, or not to railroad? that is the question.
this dress is so posey. it belongs to melodie.
britt said it’s betty draper. who’s that again? mad men. i never watch that show. i discovered it before anyone else did by accident once. then i forgot about it. then it exploded. then i stopped watching tv.
foodie post on the horizon. brb.