michelle

i'm an addict. a michelle addict. she is the absolute coolest. she is running across the lawn of the white house barefoot. she is double-dutching. she is my hero. get it girl.
a recent op/ed piece in the nytimes called "the magic of michelle" capitalized on the phenomenon that is the coolness of mrs. o. read it, understand that i am not alone in my obsession.
regardless of your politics, it would be impossible to think that she was the definition of chic. right?

londonlondon

i'm alive, promise.

i've just blogging about my london adventures here.

check it outtttt. it's not that i haven't felt inspired, believe ME, inspiration overload is more like it. just finding the management of two blogs, adapting to a new locale, the contemporary art world, and a lack of sleep is a lot to manage. don't worry though, i think you'll find i'm passing with flying colors.

keep checking back. xoxox