the beautiful breakfast lady.
our house for the week.
our bed for the week.
our beach for the week.Saturday, February 10, 2007
Il ragazzo è sotto il tavolo.
we are going to sardinia. we are going into debt to do it. that's what credit cards are for.
the beautiful breakfast lady.
our house for the week.
our bed for the week.
our beach for the week.
i'm so excited about the food. i'm already slavering for mutton stew and bread soup and sebadas, cheese filled pastries soused with honey and speckled with slivered almond. i'm going to be in a bikini and i'm going to get wretchedly fat and i don't care. i'm thrilled about it.
the beautiful breakfast lady.our house for the week.our bed for the week.our beach for the week.
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I'm so happy. I'm so happy my eyes are leaking, though I'm sick so it could be a little of that, too, and not utterly unbound sentimentalism. I don't think it's the sick, though.
Love the colors. So you.
To Happy Beginnings!
You? Fat? Without being sick and having drugs do it for you? Impossible.
Too bad you'll be there for such a short time; you won't be able to hop over and visit me in Brighton, I suppose.
I agree about the colors. Much less sad. And I say less sad because had you not put a smiling woman up as your first picture, one may construe red to mean angry or fierce, not happy/joyful. But we all know how vibrant you are, so no worries.
I am so happy for you! Napoleon was born there and he has conquest almost all the Europe, and you have conquest all the hearts of the ones who loves you… Have the best and nice stay…
WAHOOO!!!!!! Looks amazing!
omg, omg, omg. it all looks so fantastic. more details please, as I will be living vicariously. xo
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