27 October 2009

I'm at this point where I'm searching for answers in all the wrong places at all the wrong times. I'm with out the worry, the words, and tthe too. It is a wicked, wicked trilogy.

If you need me? I'll be in secret foggy corner with the tip of my nose in a thick, chewy, ale doing my best to muster up some sort of answer to questions I can't quite articulate. That, and I'll be searching for a new black bag. Maybe a Minkoff from Clutch?


Blogger Mandy Kay said...

i love the thought of a 'chewy' ale! i think i'll have one tonight! happy halloween, lovely! xo

12:31 PM  
Blogger Brooke said...

I know Rebecca Minkoff. Actually, I don't know her, but I know her husband. We are totally not good friends but maybe I could score you a discount. Or maybe just the idea of a discount. Yeah, I could probably get you the idea of a discount.

Hope all is well in your world Miss Mae. Sounds to me like it is.

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