When the landscape around me gets austere with the death that Winter brings, all I want to do is layer texture and life into my clothes.
“Sometimes I want a quiet life. Other times I want to go a little bit f**king Gatsby” – Atticus
Well thus far it’s been a highly interesting Autumn here. Lots of rain, and wetness, not a lot of the leaves crunching under foot and sunshine.
Everyone seems to care about numbers these days: how many likes did this get? How many followers do I have? How many new followers did I get? How many does she have?
We have this perspective that emptiness is a void.
I’ve started writing. I know, it’s not news. I’ve been writing here for eons. No, that’s not what I mean.
A black velvet mini shift dress. Oh yes please!
It is sunny. It is warm. Oh my gosh, I never thought the day would come.
I went to see this thing called Drunk Hamlet put on by Dauntless Theatre in Toronto.
Had another fun premiere to go to of another film of mine.