I’m not sure which is my favorite, red or purple (aside from black, that is). Against my skin, jewel tones are pretty much the only way to go, otherwise, I just look washed out…or worse, dead. And that’s not sexy. This little number that I ordered from Yandy, though, is pretty great. It fits well and is comfortable,…
This is the me that my husband loves. This photo was taken the morning after a hotel takeover. It was a New Year’s affair somewhere near Seattle a few years ago. We’d had a lovely time, mainly people-watching. We met up with a couple we’d had some very hot sex with several weeks before. We…
It’s not about the dress you wear, but the life you lead in the dress. – Diana Vreeland
Always keep a big bottle of booze at your side. If a bird starts talking nonsense to you in the middle of the night, pour yourself a stiff drink. – Edgar Allen Poe
“It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Inside her head or out in the desert was the same, and the air inside her throat was very dry to keep from crying and her neck sore from forcing herself not to look down, not to look back.” ― Mike Bond, The Last Savanna
“Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be. I have been bent and broken, but – I hope – into a better shape.” ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations.
Here is my Throwback Thursday photo edit for February PhotoFest 2018: Here is the original post that this image came from (an old site): Naked: A Softening Perspective
I don’t read as often as I’d like. Mainly because I’m a mom and a busy professional. But, when I get the chance, there is nothing quite as comforting as snuggling in with a favorite author. “We read in bed because reading is halfway between life and dreaming, our own consciousness in someone else’s mind.”…
Two with the same theme (but very different edits). February 19 and February 20. Garters and thigh highs are my husband’s favorite lingerie staples. Sadly, I have none of these at the moment. Guess that is evidence of our less than stellar state of marriage affairs.