“She was desperate and she was choosey at the same time and, in a way, beautiful, but she didn’t have quite enough going for her to become what she imagined herself to be.”
My whole life I wanted to be a writer. Until, I stopped writing. I don’t even remember when or how it happened – my memory has never been too great. I have plenty to say, but no idea how to spit it on paper. I guess my mind is in jumbles, it always has been. I like to appear as though I have my shit together while being emotionally fucked up. It always brings me back to something an ex boyfriend said to me. “The only thing you need to be saved from is yourself.” Guess it’s a little something I need to work on.
I’ve been pretty infrequent with my posts as of late and to be honest it’s because I’m getting absolutely smashed with work right now. I’ve been shopping up a storm…as always and here are some of my winter basics:
Cropped Black Skinnies
“Adele” by Tony Bianco
And let me introduce you to my Wanted boo…
You’ll be seeing a lot more of her!
I used to be a bit of a makeup hoarder. To be honest, I think I have over 15 different types of foundation. Completely unecessary, right? Lately, I’ve strayed from my love of make-up and have a new-found obsession with perfume.
Just as Christian Dior said, “A woman’s perfume tells more about her than her handwriting.” Currently have Chanel Chance, Narcisso Rodriguez for Her and Beyonce Heat on rotation. I wonder what this says about me.