Living - girlwithoneearring

Today I saw her again. That girl. She was standing in line at a boutique in front of me arguing with the storeperson about

Mismatched clothes on end of bed arrayed like a waiting lady’s maid both hands first. Sequestered in air conditioned time I lie building piles

I stood there in the aisle looking at the two lemons and wondering which I should pick. One clearly stated that it was organic,

Lately I’ve been having an internal debate with myself as to whether or not I should continue reading “On Beauty”. I’m really not enjoying

I walked out of the hairdresser really feeling myself, my blowout rifling in the wind. It had been almost a year since my last

For the last couple of weeks I’ve been rewatching Gilmore Girls. This is probably the 100th time I have rewatched it and counting. I’m

Shopping/That Girl