sort of offensive&perfect.

today i'm listening to: blood pressure- mutemath

super fantastic video, no?

that song makes me want to GET INTO TROUBLE.

want to see my nephew crawling for the first time? it's pretty effing endearing!

  

[we are a family of animal lovers.]

well,

   howdy, hellions.

men always want

to be a woman's first love.

that is their clumsy vanity.

women have a more subtle instinct

about these things.

what [women] like

is to be a man's last romance.

-oscar wilde

love is friendship on fire.

i've been thinking lately

that i should ride a bike more often.

i like that breeze blowing by my face.

this breeze would work too.

strength for the journey.

strength for the journey.

strength for the journey.

by the way ...BREAKING NEWS...

i found the best website ever

it locates the nearest
girl scout cookie sale to you! --->so delicious

woohoo!

can someone teach me
how to do this or what?

i've been on this bizarre spending binge lately.

not bizarre that i'm spending,

it's bizarre what i'm buying:

like this silver cow skull for example!

it hasn't arrived in the mail yet

but i'll post a pic of it hanging in my house.

i'm thinking bedroom.

(why not have a dead animal carcass be

the first thing i see when i awake in the morning?)

(well maybe the second thing) xo.

[i also bought a huge

zebra-print rug for the living room.

just because i fancied it so.]

shhhhh!

another audacious activity

 i've been dabbling in lately:

layering statement necklaces. 

like... one on top of the other. 

it's sort of offensive & perfect...(shake that parade)

sj's got the right idea. 

& i die for this shourouk necklace:

and this one. by dannijo.

unfortunately, due to a recent impulsive cow skull purchase i cannot afford either one.

so instead of fighting with myself over my finances... it seems i've called a truce and the truce is VERY SPARKLY:

(truce)

duh, girl.

son, observe the time
and fly from evil.

bye y'all.

i'm off to swallow the world

in a single gulp.

i only went out for a walk,

and finally concluded

to stay out till sundown.

for going out, i found, was really going in.

--john muir, 1913

xoxo. -tory