Snaps in poetry corner

Ink a horoscope inside my wrist to
Advise me, remind me, perscribe me the astral counsel to
Trust.
Here's hoping my veins absorb the message
While my feet tread and trod and traipse and
Twirl.
Size six kicks up sticks and dust that must mean a path is being made and laid and obeyed.
And you couldn't promise
And you were too honest
And you weren't modest
And you all inked a horoscope in me as a gift for me to sift and lift after I set you
Adrift.




Snaps if you feel it!

Fashion. Put it all on me.

You know how Ke$ha wakes up every morning feeling like P. Diddy? Well after I fell asleep last night with wet hair, I woke up this morning feeling like Bob Dylan. After pondering whether or not I could pull off the look, I began pondering what other looks I could pull off and before I knew it, I had a bathroom fashion show. Sponsored by Mercedes-Benz.



A t-shirt that visited the tshirt doctor with coordinating mini and headband.




A 1940's inspired beach outfit, complete with driving gloves. (Thank you, Bry muffin) Fitness tip: The higher the waist of the skirt, the less crunches required...




Bird girl. This look is inspired by feathers...and turning a skirt into a top.




Is that a powerful and seductive Grecian goddess or just an ingeniusly wrapped H&M scarf? I'll never tell.






Where is my beautiful grape-feeding slave man?!



Oops, this'll do.




Ghetto-faaaaab. Yes, that's my hair. And yes, those are my...

So I know what you're thinking. And yes, I guess this IS what I do in my free time. And NO I didn't go about my day with Bob Dylan hair. But now I know I have options.