Storm Down The Door of Life With a Hatchet + Some GUMPTION.
I always wanted to be the woman with the white floppy hat. The one with the easy laugh, where time had not made her older, but all the more delightful. The one who carries a basket of strawberries wherever she goes, the one who frolics in fountains, the one who holds his gaze just a little too long, who doesn’t care if her hair gets wet in the rain, and whose signature scent is mystery–the straight up parfum version. For
Nov 24, 2012