I love the mirroring of the deco ceiling and the modern lightshade.
Many don’t seem to understand just how much I love this silly pickle vase. I took photos until you really could see the word pickle.
The current bar where we knit is near this art. So pretty.
I didn’t punch up the saturation on this photo or anything. The dawn really was this lovely.
Outside our apartment is this terrible dreary wee garden.
I always enjoy peering into the window of Arty Bees. Especially as I’m not allowed to go inside. I have a book-buying problem.
Hobbling home from getting tattooed I fell, hard for the embroidered puppy pillow.
(it was too expensive)
Wild hair and new tortoise shell glasses.