sad, girl
Clarence House’s 50th birthday feted on A.D., with luscious Kazumi Yoshida watercolors and the fabrics they become—such as Mougins, this South-of-France-inspired one.
Slightly out of frame is me, holding one of those dollar-sign burglar bags, about to pillage everything on this table.
It should not be this hard to hew to our society’s patriarchal mores.
There was initially some confusion over whom she married, but on Monday, Reid clarified who the lucky guy is.
Ah, the old “who I married” elucidation-statement-press-release.
Amanda Yezerski: actual genius.
(and the best roommate ever).
Signs Your Boyfriend’s Little Brother Has Hijacked Your Phone: I found about fourteen of these in the camera.
![“…and the second-floor bathroom is the one with the tampon machines, so, yeah. And watch out for the Accounts Payable guy, he gets handsy at the Christmas party. Let’s see, whatelse whatelse whatelse….” —Barbara Walters
[The Daily Beast]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm2qc28wYm1qb2c8oo1_500.png)
“…and the second-floor bathroom is the one with the tampon machines, so, yeah. And watch out for the Accounts Payable guy, he gets handsy at the Christmas party. Let’s see, whatelse whatelse whatelse….” —Barbara Walters
Doesn’t this make you want a canoe?
Isn’t wanting a canoe the weirdest thing you’ve done today?
![Eggs Piedmont with hollandaise and grits.
[Piedmont]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljv9usOJZP1qb2c8oo1_500.jpg)
Eggs Piedmont with hollandaise and grits.
[Piedmont]
