Infinite impossibilities

I said this. They said that. The rest is bunstory. Bonus time? This is surprisingly harder than it looks but luckily I am a seasoned vet at all things standing still self-photography. Turn a mug upside down for your tripod press click and PAUSE. Next time I will dust. Pretty sure I’ll inherit this ballin’ hutch someday. Love my g-rent’s posh taste.

I think we have a match.

Wait til you see the other arty suburban stills I’ve been taking. I’m sure you can wait. But, are you?

Just doin’ ma job. Didja have a nice Whoreween?

See you soon!

Stop Staring Start Caring

I’ve been watching a lot of movies the last week. Period pieces depicting women with face. I don’t know if I am just a sucker for enchantment and turmoil suffered by that of a pretty face or if I am just really good at escapism carte blanche that I see myself as being capable of doing anything in life as long as I can make a few people fall in love with me for my face or feel sorry for me because of my face. As long as there is a face there is a way.

I am also re-in love with red lipstick again and luckily had a tube of alarm red revlon (not seen here obvs) in my purse it’s amazing how just that can change your whole perspective, feelings, self esteem.

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