Thursday, January 13, 2011

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Eleven months, two weeks, three days and this morning.

This might be the only picture to exist of me on new years eve.
(Besides some questionable bounce house pictures, but those will most likely not be shared. Yikes.)
6am rained out walk home with Cole!
Wet hair shellacked to my face and neck, wet (fake!) fur hat resembling Einsteins' hair after a good shower, soaking wet boots/jacket/pants/sobriety, but most importantly, motherfucking impeccable red lips.
Thanks MAC, you really pull through for me the once a month I wear you.

Monday, January 3, 2011

Man, I hate saying this three days in, but 2011 is not lookin' too hot right now.

“I would like to be the air
That inhabits you for a moment
Only. I would like to be that unnoticed
And that necessary.”

Margaret Atwood