i say it all the time and while i’m not one to believe in that kind of thing…it’s moments and photos like this that make me really question how all this stuff happens. and how did they find me anyway? these thoughts were expressed angrily, with force, as though she had to punish herself. otherwise it loses its taste too. so, by default, al gore wins my fear-filled devotion — for now. a fall on either route could have serious consequences, especially here, in the middle of nowhere. here are some outfits and pieces i'm loving. 