Ok. Perhaps I have been too rash.
And I'm thinking.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Pink Flashback
Flashback.
Pinky sparkly skating costume (loved it).
Pink flowered wallpaper (love it, then hated it).
First pink bra with little tiny flowers that always showed through my shirt (hated it).
Neon pink jelly shoes (sadly, loved it).
Sheeny satin pink prom dress (thought I loved it).
Sweet pink corsage (loved him, loved it).
Pink bridesmaid dress (loved her, hated it).
Another pink bridesmaid dress (really? again?).
Daughter in fabulously pink-a-poofy dress (loved her, loved it).
I feel a montage coming on.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
White Appears in Style.com "Seeing The Light."
White,
Seriously. Now you are just showing off.
I get that you need space. I get that we are both going to see other people. But come on, play fair. Fabulousness is not fair.
Just so you know, you have always been my light.
Ann
ps. Marry me?
pps. Ignore that.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Beautiful Jewelry, Morning Coffee, Dubious Thoughts on White
White,I'll take your word for it on that early morning light thing. Sounds lovely. The light, I mean, not so much the early morning. I'm really a late morning kind of gal.
I gotta say, that lace sterling ring, the one with a wink of sapphire, looks fantastic with a cup of coffee. Is it the coffee that makes my morning bright, or the quiet sparkle laughing from woven waves of sterling silver? Added bonus, sapphire and silver don't stain. Sparkly and practical.
How's ubiquity treating you? Betty White. Shawn White. White lines. White Knuckles. The White Stripes. Teeth that Are Too White. White Fang. White Russian. Plain White T's. Snow White. White House. Knight on a White Horse. Little White Lies We Tell Our Mothers. White Noise. White Out.
Beguiling.
Do you really have time for us? For me? My eye wanders. To green maybe. To pink perhaps.
Ann
Sunday, January 23, 2011
A Postcard to Ann from White
Ann,
Don’t over think it. Silver is good company, a great dancer. Smooth so as to be soft. Brash to the eye. Warm to the touch. But I’m not one to be tied down. And frankly, neither should you.
Just a quick note. Loads to do you know. Just loads. Everything frothy and milky and creamy. Much that is clear and brilliant and vivid. Quite a few early mornings dappled in winter’s fragile morning lights. And any number of satins, coconuts, ivory, seashells, vanillas, and fresh starts.
I saw this and thought of you. Hard to describe. Easy to love.
Yours,
White
Golden Flower Necklace: http://www.chikahisastudio.com/store/flowers
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