I think that says it all, right there. Just imagine my arms are holding a tray of jello shots and mini bagel bites and I think that's perfectly captured my essence.
These necklaces are made by sister bloggers (like sister wives but maybe weirder because bloggers...?) at Me and Lex and these ladies can work some magic with some jewelry.
They take vintage pieces and new pieces and combine them to make pieces of my soul like this:
Obviously they're really good an symmetry too.
|found via Because I'm Addicted|
It's like everything I look for in life.
So obviously I spent the last week looking for jewelry that I could make into breastplates of sunshine to match my sparkling personality.
Just kidding I played in the rain and dirt like a filthy wildling.
There goes the illusion of me being a glamorous angel of stylish accessories and symmetrical photography magic.
I'm slowly turning my black thumb of doom into something that might actually sustain life. This is a big breakthrough, y'all. It's only taken me 7 years or so.
Thanks to the generosity of some friends, I was gifted many plants this year and I promised to do my best to keep them alive. But there was an unspoken understanding that we know we're sentencing many of these plants to die a slow death.
Good thing Charlemagne's so self-sufficient.
|Can I snuggle and/or eat you?|
I supplemented my gift plants with some other plant purchases this weekend but did have them sign a waiver before getting into my cart. May proper hydration and photosynthesis be with you, little green dudes.
Currently I'm 90% done of killing 20% of the plants and as soon as I'm 100% done I'll give you a yard tour. It's under construction but I better get on this before the sweltering July death heat reaches us.
Even though I'm more likely to be covered in mud than sparkly jewelry, I AM able to retain a small bit of glam.
So to recap:
Fantastic clothes and badass sparkly accessories? Uh... I found some pretty pictures?
A yard of amazing awesomeness? Working on it and got the mosquito bites to prove it.
Dramatic manicure because I'm bored and can't afford fantastic clothes and badass sparkly accessories? Soon, my sweets.