The doorbell rang around 3pm.
It was Donka.
She brought me these.
She made them all by hand.
They are yummy :)
I took a self portrait this morning.
In a dirty mirror that is on the floor in a bedroom, perched against the wall, waiting to get hung.
I look my best at 7am.
5 comments:
Everybody needs a Donka.
How sweet!
Thanks, you're so sweet!
Blogging has become my guilty pleasure - I'm not sure whether it's because I just really resent having a day job and have to find some entertaining way to pass the time, or because I'm an inner narcissist. Perhaps a bit of both?
I do like burgundy, but I'm more of a blue/purpley kind of gal. Perhaps it's the Pisces in me.
K.
I'm pretty sure it's because you're a narcissist. I don't think it's the Pisces.
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