I’m having some life problems and life worries lately that I won’t bore you with the details of, at all, but that have been pretty much making me feel like everything is falling apart, which is no fun for a girl who really gets off on feeling like she’s got her life together. But each day, there are, and MUST be, tiny clues that everything is fine. Like this morning, a picture from Cecile, the awesome French gal I met in Russia, who received the 1100 brooklyn brooches I sent her, stuck em all on a hat, and sent me this:

LOVE. Also, there’s this shirt I re-discovered that I found in a thrift store in Vermont last Summer that says FRANCE on it for no reason whatsoever. There’s also pumpkin raisin cereal, and Hank Williams Jr.


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