So how are you? Blah. Yeah, me too. So blah that I forgive you for doing this infernal question and answer thing again. Yeah, you must be really blah to actually be forgiving. Even that bit of sarcasm is ok with me. Sigh. What's wrong, pussycat? I'm blah, but you seem a bit more than …
laughter in the rain?
This morning, a cold, unrelenting rain descends onto the atmosphere. The skies are dark, overwhelming, and sad. And I'd like to swim in a pool of French fries and cupcakes while I sob myself to a fitful sleep. Needless to say, it's obvious that I loathe days like this. I'd love to tell you that I'm someone who …
she’s back.
Is it safe to say that I'm quite happy to have my hair back? I think so. Since saying farewell to the braids a few days ago, I've re-entered the world of twist outs and Bantu knot outs, as evidenced above. Viva la petite (and growing!) fro.
Products from Heaven: Fits Like a Dove.
Here's the real, no-holds barred truth about Your Square Peg: she sweats like a chocolate pig. There's no other way to say it. Ever since I woke up one morning a million years ago and discovered the monster known as--shudder--puberty, the sweat glands opened up, got to work, and decided to work overtime every single day. …
younger.
This speaks to me. When I was younger, especially in my teens and a large part of my twenties, I was desperate for someone in my life who could pull me through. Through those moments when loving myself was non-factor. When I would look in the mirror and loathe the girl looking back at me. When I …
things i currently need #5
I spy an obvious theme. (All images courtesy of my best friend, Pinterest.)
Protective Styles and the Impatient Naturalista.
I can patiently wait in line for tickets to see a Broadway show. I can patiently wait in line at the grocery store. (Especially when I have literally one item and the woman in front of me has 26, even though we're in the 12 items or less lane.) I can patiently wait to meet the …
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Fabu Fashion Galore.
First off, thanks to everyone who read, liked, and/or commented on The Wedding and the Web. Sharing is caring, and it's always my pleasure to share my writing on This Square Peg. Now. Here's an assortment of outfits and ensembles I've worn in the past few weeks. We said sharing is caring, riiiight? By the way, I …
J’Adore, J’Adore, J’Adore
The Wedding and the Web: The End
* It was a lovely wedding. There was an orchestra and ice swans and roses flown in from Marseilles. My sister Charlotte was rhapsody in white; my other sisters and I wore lovely gowns in various shades of blue. Even Irene Vine, as she cried in the front row, allowed Danny to pat her hand …
This Square Peg. 