the river runs deep.

a couple of nights ago when i was finding it harder than ever to hold back the tears, my mom called me and we ended up chatting till 3am.

it reminded me of the days when i used to talk on the phone into the late hours, burying my face into the pillow so my voice wouldn't travel across the sleeping household and into my parents' bedroom. they were usually meaningless, "i miss you and i can't sleep without hearing your voice" conversations with ex-boyfriends... i can't imagine how much the phone bills must have costed, but i'm sure they weren't a pretty figure.

it had been a long time since i was this honest with my mom. it brought about the same kind of warmth that i used to feel as a kid, when i would crawl into her lap and rest my head against her belly, inhaling the familiar scent of the lavender nightie that she loved wearing.

that night, i fell asleep with a heart so full and heavy with love that it could have exploded into a supernova.

for that brief moment, my world & everything in it was just perfect.



fridays always have a way of bringing out the naughty side in me.

i picked up a suit jacket and a pair of Marc Jacobs on sale today. not a big deal, but trust me when i say that the accumulated amount that i've spent this week alone is enough to have me surviving on just water for the next few months.

in my defense, i was in need of work outfits and suit jackets that don't drown my entire frame are hard to come by. throw in a pair of pants and a new bag, and i'm set to work my ass off for that much needed paycheck.

until then, the shoe department will strictly be a non-accessible zone. if only it were easier done than said...