Sustainability, zero-waste: these are all slogans we throw around. But I’m really doing my best to move towards this.
Through a series of fortunate, and misfortunate, events, we all ended up in Huntsville for an afternoon. Though I would’ve loved spending the day in the lake, you know me and water, I’m also not one to say no to an adventure.
Usually, I speak about thoughts or feelings, or – obviously – fashion. I talk about the journeys I’m on, the things I’m struggling with, or the *little bits of* wisdom I have to share. Today is different.
It is! It really is! Style is super cheap – Fashion is expensive.
When you walk through a field at sunset, you mind settles. Don’t you find that? I do.
If you’re a vintage lover / second hand shopper like me, you love any and all good flea markets.
Last week there wasn’t much time for revelry.
Everyone seems to care about numbers these days: how many likes did this get? How many followers do I have? How many new followers did I get? How many does she have?
Someday.
It’s a fascinating word isn’t it? It holds a lifetime worth of promise, yet is completely non existent.
I’ve started writing. I know, it’s not news. I’ve been writing here for eons. No, that’s not what I mean.
