Clamoring for affection from the retail vestiges like some fashion decay, I corner-spotted these skinnies and thought what the hell, why not add a little color rush to the manically gloomy weather inconsistencies.  A hastened turn-on-heel and about a minute’s thought later, I surrendered to their visual residency regardless the legion of the others jam-packed in my wardrobe.  Outfitted with faded knees and an obvious cherry-siren glory, I confess…  I’m semi-addicted to their valentine sweetness.

What else:

The writing forefront is fantastic, toying with some unshakable ideas.

Expensive latte concoctions at noon.

Berries by the bulk.

Waiting impatiently for a handful of e-Bay items to arrive.

Finally scored the coveted Emma Cook boots for Topshop.

Tonight, episodes of House.

Random photos with the camera love child.

Oh, yeah… quit f***ing spamming my site!