Nothing like some delicious bourbon and mexican coke. My go to drink.

Found in work, tested out in the art wing. Everyone loves an old, rusty, beat up cycle.

Trying to declutter and reorganize my life. It starts in the living room, and it feels really…good. Decorating tips, anyone? Do I even have a style? I’d like one.

Lace from my dress, in the shadows, walking home from work. Finally, these skies, sunny.

This smoothie thing, makin’ ‘ma days.

Snail mail is a dying art. Everyone that can, should, write letters. To their friends. To their lovers. Often. You should tell someone, in some lasting way, how important they are to you.

Look how happy it makes me when I receive something, even as small as a short postcard, in the mailbox.

Fish shacks along the beach in New Hampshire. I wish I lived in one of these. They just feel romantic.

Simple spaghetti dinner, homemade sauce, like my mum taught me. The ultimate in quick comfort food.

I wear a lot of stripes. Almost every day. I adore stripes. They.are.great.

Spied cruising along Rye Beach in New Hampshire. Killing it, in this ride.