Pour it out for THE bags that got away...

So a college friend of mine got married this weekend in Atlanta. I declined the invitation to be a part of the wedding party and so needless to say I was quickly assigned to the post of "designer" (pics should be here soon). My Weezie scooped me up on his way from the "Hamptons". My task for the weekend 1. Attend the wedding  &  2. Bag a new handbag - I got one out of the two :(

Please don't leave the light on for me!

Let's just say this stay ended with the District Manager offering me a full refund! Please let it be noted that this was not my hotel of choice!

Eat Beast

Sometimes I tire of "tradition". Milo's tender sandwich + cheese+ grilled onions and sauce... of course  I'll suck up "tradition" on the "Giving" ... ish I'm a southern girl... I am tradition!

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i have a problem locking my door when I leave... not sure if it's innocence or laziness... i LOCK my door when I am inside... maybe I value my life more than my stuff... or maybe it's my insecurities and I don't want someone to walk in and see me in my p.j's... or lack there of... "why do we love love when love seems to hate us"- mS. sullivAn... it's funny how when I start to create  I can't stop ... I found this perfect acorn on my way to the gym...the hot chocolate "bar" went over well tonight... I am adding someone to tell me how amazing my work was as we cuddle on the sofa aS I recoup from my creative high to my list... that can also artistically point out what aspects of my design reflected a personal part of me from their observation.... yeah thats vain to want an ego rubber...lol...  "Sorry i could only be clark kent today, the office was too busy for me to change into my tights."  - txt made me smile all week

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This blog is about me. my life. my disappointments. my desires. my struggles. not about my secrets. my failures. and my inability to correct them. my two personas.  this is really not about me.