

I used to pick these wild flowers in bunches when I was in elementary school. These, and those golden buttercups that grew in abundance in the school fields


my favorite trees

sunset, time to head home



I used to pick these wild flowers in bunches when I was in elementary school. These, and those golden buttercups that grew in abundance in the school fields


my favorite trees

sunset, time to head home


waving balloons in the sky on a long drive home from the Woodlands.
I’m reliving the nineties. Sort of. I’m having a My So called Life marathon this week. It’s one of my all time favorite shows and in my opinion, one of the most well made series ever. This reminds me of staying after school in the art studios, listening to my walkmen, watching MTV with my brother and sister, you know, when MTV was actually amazing with good music videos, Aeon Flux and VJs that you thought were so cool. This scene always makes me swoon like a teenage girl.
People always say the 80s were fun or how they wish they lived during the 50s, but I think I’ve always been happy that I grew up during the 90s. I mean, I actually owned a few flannel shirts and always begged my mom for some wide leg jeans whenever we went shopping. And then Clueless came along and I started wearing short skirts and white blouses tucked under sweater vests. Lip liner was ever so popular that I “borrowed” my mom’s lip liner and lipstick and wore it to school. Winona Ryder was the It Girl and Parker Posy was the indie queen. I still watch Party Girl at least a few times every year.

Fun with white balance on my digital camera. Shooting through the viewfinder at 2 Am in the morning is not a good idea, but I do like the blurriness.
Cheap sparrow and a gold necklace inspired by Carrie’s crystal necklace given to her from the Russian.
Vintage skirt which I have been wearing as a tube dress lately. Adding the right belt to any piece will always complete an outfit.
My mother’s old cat pin that I looted from her jewelry box when I was younger and some lovely roses that have lost its posts. I really need to fix those so I can finally wear them.
Nothing better than the smell of carnations. In my opinion anyway.
Red light.




I finally decided to switch cat bowls since Joey and Maggie were not drinking from the chartreuse bowl. I guess it wasn’t cat themed enough for them. My sister thinks they’re just narcissistic.