Did a cute fall thing and carved a pumpkin this weekend
Why vlog when you can b l o g ? (Since that’s considered retro these days, does this make me a hipster?)
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5:00 a.m.: First alarm rings. Phone is under my butt, not sure how, don’t care enough except to shut this damn thing off. Even if it is John Legend serenading me with Good Morning. Cue frantic searching for Le Phone. White iPhone in white sheets, oy.
5:02 a.m.: Johnny love, pleaseeee
That, and ‘cause it’s #Monday, too.
Taking Casual Fridays very seriously over here. Light denim and ripped jeans? (They’re high-waisted flares, if you were wondering.
Are you there? It’s me, Kim. I know it’s been a while: one month of a writing hiatus later, and two months after re-stumbling upon this incredible quote when I was in a place of tremendous self-doubt. It’s funny how we happen upon whatever it is we need the most, when we need it most. Things, words, songs, comfort foods, people.
Apparently things kind of fall to the wayside when…
#JamesBond or no one.
It’s because I am, by nature, a dealer or words that this matters more.
Was going for #SophiaLoren but a girl can only make eyes for so long.