I swung by The Flying Burrito to grab a quick guac.
I’m still closing on my house, but I wanted to share one or two pics I snapped today.
There are two types of mid-day breaks I welcome. Chips and guac breaks, and foofy art gallery breaks. This post is about the latter.
There’s two things I love more than anything: my pixie hair, and vintage.
This photo reflects a deep, deep longing…for chicken.
When Sandra decided to come with me to New Orleans, I let her pick the Airbnb.
I learned how to fold paper cranes at Terra Sol Sanctuary in downtown Wilmington, NC. Up for the task? Prepare to be frustrated.
“I think this one is a pterodactyl,” I say, crinkling my nose.
On Sandra’s last night in New Orleans, we swung by here to listen to some jazz. Cause Jazz!
Sandra gets full credit for finding Frenchmen Art Market.