Meanwhile, on the side of a highway somewhere between Manhattan and Montreal in a low slung building chock full of antiques I was most definitely getting the eye from this creature.... must have been the plastic sprig of lavender and fancy wall mount that made me feel quite the coquette.
In my thrillingly delusional existence as a world renowned designer, stylist, photographer, writer, flea-market scavenger and tap dancer my wandering eyes chance upon many items of wonder and beauty. This blog is where I share my visual discoveries. Thanks for wandering over and taking a look.
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