a night in nyc (part one)

i woke to the shout of, "Get up Jul, Dad is taking us to New York with him!" i didn't get up. not then at least. i sat in bed for a few minutes and tried to understand what had been shouted into my room by my sister. but it only sifted around in my… Continue reading a night in nyc (part one)

silver oxfords

i fell in love with them as a 12 year old with a developing sense of style. many minutes were spent trying to find the pair that suited my whimsy and my edgy and my classy ... hobbit sized feet did not help. but then one day I was Easter shoe shopping and guess who… Continue reading silver oxfords