[…] faking because I didn’t realize the big O wasn’t occurring. I had watched my fair share of rom-coms and read too many cheesy, bodice-ripping romances; I just knew something magical happened toward the end of intercourse. And if you were really doing it right, this big bang occurred simultaneously with your partner’s burst of […]
[…] a bit of shine to better enhance the figure and also add polish. A pendant necklace holds down the blouse, again showing the figure. A flat shoe keeps you grounded; while it may be tempting to throw on a pair of flip flops or even leather thongs, your shoe with such an outfit determines […]
Yeah, this pretty much sums up how I felt last Thursday evening. I was famous for being a quitter. When the going gets tough, I was known to cave. The main reason I got mediocre grades in school wasn’t because I didn’t understand but because I’d get overwhelmed by assignments and just not turn […]
[…] | Necklace: Silver chain with various charms I’ve collected over the years | Bracelets: Cuff I’ve had forever (similar), beaded bracelets c/o Lifetherapy | Earrings: Etsy Seller Keti Sorley Designs I wore this Sunday for a Target run, to head to the grocery store, the wine shop, and to drop off some clothing donations. […]
[…] for all of America, we’re bringing back midwives and pissing off politicians. We’re even getting entertainment made just for us, and it’s not another Meg Ryan/Jen Aniston/ Kate Hudson cryfest/rom-com or YA lit that makes us into squealing teenagers. And then this past week I experiences this entertainment made just for us by finishing […]
Blogging gets me down pretty often. Sometimes I wonder why I still do it. And then I realize that The people who make it suck are the minority. People are far more likely to bitch than to compliment – this was true in retail, and it sure as fuck is true with blogs. The bigger…
I thought I was exempt from having those kinds of mornings. You know, a morning when you anticipate getting slammed at work and need to be showered, dressed and properly caffeinated, lickety-split. Unfortunately, no one gets a pass. Not even when there are only thirty-five footsteps separating your bed from your desk. I purchased […]
[…] Melissa Mash. Got home, had enough time to brush my teeth and put down my laptop bag and we were off to a rehearsal for a wedding Karl was shooting the next day. Karl took this photo after the rehearsal and it’s clear Emerson and I both were spent, though my outfit still looks […]
