tiptoe.

caught myself staring at my right bicep the other evening.

i said, who's arm is that and where did you go?


hey.

this is what we call the smokey eye. it doesn't happen very often. actually, it like...never happens. i just like to do it up to know i've still...got it. aha.

still your resident goofball tho. that's not going anywhere, anytime soon or fast...wait, what's the saying?

oh, and i am very much aware what a straightener, some kohl eyeliner and a nikon can produce. and bronzer. don't forget mascara. okay, let's be really honest...iphoto had a part to play here too. 

the photographer, when you come visit...lets do a photo shoot. the knitter and the literary genius...you should come too and we can all vogue it up. good times.