Ask Me How I Am
Go on. Ask me. “Okay, how are you?” “I’m OUTSTANDING.” In the field. Ba dum-bump. Sorry. I hadda.
Go on. Ask me. “Okay, how are you?” “I’m OUTSTANDING.” In the field. Ba dum-bump. Sorry. I hadda.
Certainly in the past year I’ve gotten more comfortable with certain things I used to be horrified about
I know I keep raving talking about The Curvy Con, but it is still high in my heart.
Excuse me, THE Curvy Con! That is a well-deserved “THE” because it was a FABULOUS event. Fabulous, magical,
The week started peacefully at an Open Garden Day in Locust Valley. Then took a bad turn when
Oh. I’m not afraid of the rides. I LOVE the rides. The more spinny and upside-downy the better.
Although just recently I’ve started feeling a little differently, for most of my life, I’ve felt like People…people
aka Worst Blog Post Ever. My friend Jayne shoe-shamed me. I was lovely-proper-British-accent-shamed into shoe shopping. My idea
I spent some time this afternoon with an *old* friend…who revealed to me that he has seen this
I had a lot of fun wearing this BB Dakota dress from Gwynnie Bee. It just felt GOOD,