The answer is: you cannot know. Because I simply have too many hats in my closet, too many dresses in too many colors. I am, after all, a chameleon. Morph August 1, 2018Posted inAn Ongoing Journal...,Growing Older,Pics2 Comments ...
Because I simply have too many hats in my closet, too many dresses in too many colors. I am, after all, a chameleon. anxietybloggingdepressionhorse racingjournalpanic attackswriterwriting Two Days’ Time June 28, 2018 Posted in An Ongoing Journal..., Growing Older, Mommy Mind, Pics1 ...
Those poor guys either lose their hair or succumb to the gray. The women, on the other hand, have the culture’s permission to color and highlight their hair, augment its volume or length too; they are encouraged to whiten their teeth, they wear beautiful dresses and use makeup to augme...
I’m going to drive my deer-battered car to Chicago, where I will not only unload all of my vintage gowns and dresses, but I will stay with my bestie from high school, visiting a handful of old friends while I’m in town. There will be food to savor, sights to see and memories ...