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Sundays are not always fundays. 12 Aug 2013 | 05:28 am
Sundays are slow. Sips of strong coffee in between bites of buttered bread. Sundays are putting on blush and a gold chain with no place to be; sitting crossed legged on a couch with brief bouts of a....
[You'll] Just Wanna Live Life Colossal 5 Aug 2013 | 07:24 pm
↑↑↑ This baby is too quick and too curious. I spent my time with her on Friday trying to understand her little brain. Everything is new and an adventure. From mommy's polka dot baby bag to Tia's mout...
Three Lessons Learned in July 3 Aug 2013 | 03:21 am
1. Just run. There's the wrong type of comfort we find in our bodies; the kind that makes us limit its potential. We park it on the couch and forget to stretch. We think we know its limits, but in one...
You'll Return to Your Tomboy Days 2 Aug 2013 | 01:29 am
Nike Dunk Sky Hi I snatched these up while on a girls' getaway in Westchester County. When I find things that I love in my size, there is no question that I am running up to that register and swiping...
To Err on the Side of Summer 29 Jul 2013 | 04:02 am
Blonder. Tanner. Higher. Brighter. Cozier. Traveler. Quieter. Closer. Wetter. Cuter. Greener.
shut up will be a bad word. 11 Jul 2013 | 04:17 am
I came rushing from the front desk, hands on wide hips above the espanding elastic band of my basketball shorts to say, "Who just said that?" "No one swore, Miss." "Yea, no one said a swear." "Oh n...
joy. 8 Jul 2013 | 06:57 am
The Thirty Before The Dirty Thirty 7 Jul 2013 | 05:55 am
30 is not the new twenty. Twenty is hiding from the streetlights with a lit joint tucked between fingers and smoke trailing behind your bootcut jeans. Twenty is covering your knees with skirts. Twenty...
Because filters are fun 7 Jul 2013 | 02:44 am
Ruby Woo. Spikes. Black Sheer. Fishtails.
at Twenty-Gr8. 2 Jul 2013 | 07:37 am
You'll be thankful for the stories. For the one that comes rushing through the metal doors to show you his report card; less C's, more B's. For the one that wept tears of joy through each song during...