Yang Girly Girl

I admit I’m one of those people who don’t have pretty feet.  Does anyone? Well, yes, some do, and they’re mostly men. The baby soft skin that surrounds the unblemished, un-veined, inner profile of the perfect, milk toast foot, gives new meaning to male foot associated appendages.  Believe me, it’s a myth.
 

I have a Guru. If that conjures up an image of an emaciated, turban coiffed, linen draped man chanting, “Onnnnnnnggg Naaaammmmoooo…(actually, I think chanting is enchanting), then stop right now.
My guru’s most conservative outfit is a paisley georgette skirt paired perfectly with a pea green boucle jacket, accessorized nicely with a Swarovski crystal […]

Someone once told me that one must do what one can do…and one must be what one can be. Maybe that was something I read, or something that a good friend told me they had read, or…well, it doesn’t really matter, does it? That comment alone is a milestone for this […]