If you’re a lover of old things and vintage finds (or thrift ones, at that) then you might know that your mother’s closet is golden.
Or your dad’s.
I want to show you what my mother gave me and not the kind usually referred to in songs okay?
Welcome back to another book analysis and review of a book so difficult to read it took me far longer than expected.
When I travel somewhere I have the opposite sort of social media presence that most people do. This is not to say that one trumps the other, but that in the midst of being in another place I notice I don’t keep up with my phone as normal.
First, it must be said, that the prospect of posing for photos can be difficult for me. You’ll have to bear with me as I try to come to terms with that bizarre bashfulness. I don’t know what I’m doing.