Yesterday's #febphotoaday was my favorite yet, and thank you to everyone who got in on the fun. It has been voyeurism at it's finest and I've so enjoyed seeing what is inside your bathroom cabinet. And I'm totally judging you. Truly, though, it has been a blast, and if you haven't checked out some of the Facebook posts, ...
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24. Inside Your Bathroom Cabinet Now, i'm used to sharing many personal things on here, but this... this is intimacy, folks. And here you have it. Now you know why my skin smells like patchouli and coconut, that I hoard bottles of Secret Spring Breeze deoderant (because they've discontinued the original, a scent that I lived for in eighth ...
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23. Your Shoes So, I was all prepared to use this photo: Because a) these were actually the shoes I wore this morning as we took a sunny stroll around the neighborhood and b) I was actually outside, walking. I know. My sneakersliterallyhad dust on them. But, then, my daughter walked into my closet and said, "Ooooh, mommy shoes. Pretty." She's got ...
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22. Where you work. Because a place without glittery butterflies is no place for me.
I mean…
Not only does this girlie girl insist upon accessorizing, but she even chose to do so with feathers. She's a keeper, she is.
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21. Fave Photo of You Because I'm down the shore in a one-shouldered, watermelon bathingsuit. That's why. (and also, MUST find this swimsuit for the babe! And a grown up version for the bestie! J, I'm on it!)
A Date Night
Tonight, my man and I went on a date. A real, honest to goodness date. We traded our ripped jeans and converse sneaks, time constraints and rushed conversations for a dim, cozy seat in a corner booth. And heels. High heels. We went to this place. We sat upstairs at the bar, and together we read every item on the ...
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17. Time I'd write more...but it's WAY past my bedtime.
Somethings (and #febphotoaday/16)
16. Something New On May 31, 2008, as the saxophone played, I held onto my dad's arm and walked, down a peony-lined runner, towards my forever. I had something old, a headpiece made of champagne and ivory seed pearls, worn by my Nanny on her wedding day; I had something borrowed, the tiny, gold wedding band, that had been on my Mommom's own finger ...
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15. Phone Evening jams, courtesy of my iPhone.
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