Your car is fabulous and I hate to say it, anything but neutral. And, it probably hates to be in neutral. I love your blog and everything your friends say, especially that girl Christie. Nice life you got. Love you, Jerry (Jeanjean)
As another gray-lover, I don't believe there is such as thing as too many neutrals... especially when you have such vibrant accessories. I love the color of your scarf.
I love taking a dip in the pool of your life again this week. Splashy splash. I think it is not so much about neutrals as it is an experience of textures, depths and light. Shadows are burnt a diagonal of stripes on the stairwell. Avecs coat reflecting sun like a lake - a fleeting perfection. Lazy dog days, fur and sunglasses…garage glamorous…that perfect purple scarf…the eyefuck that makes my orifices bleed. I love humpday.
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Can one ever have too much grey? I don't think so.
Your car is fabulous and I hate to say it, anything but neutral. And, it probably hates to be in neutral. I love your blog and everything your friends say, especially that girl Christie. Nice life you got. Love you, Jerry (Jeanjean)
LOVE the pic with the frog legs!
As another gray-lover, I don't believe there is such as thing as too many neutrals... especially when you have such vibrant accessories. I love the color of your scarf.
Love ALL these photos.
ah, anne, i agree about gray.
obviously!
if you click on "that purple scarf" in the side column, you'll see it's followed me around the globe . . . can't get enough of it!
I love taking a dip in the pool of your life again this week. Splashy splash. I think it is not so much about neutrals as it is an experience of textures, depths and light. Shadows are burnt a diagonal of stripes on the stairwell. Avecs coat reflecting sun like a lake - a fleeting perfection. Lazy dog days, fur and sunglasses…garage glamorous…that perfect purple scarf…the eyefuck that makes my orifices bleed. I love humpday.
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