Happy New Years mes amis.
I am now a single lady living in the city of Minneapolis. I still have my love for art, my uber love for fashion, and now a sense of freedom and sadness combo unlike ever before.
I feel like New Years sucks most to people alone. we don't get that New Years kiss. or we do, but it's meaningless. I have all these loose ends and I'm trying to put myself back together, a little bit everyday. So since my hiatus on blogging, welp... I'm back!
I have lot's of fun new items to show the masses. I'm single so I shop for me and only me, and damn do I spend a lot of money on cheap shit. gotta love target.
Today is the first and I have the day off, a totally foreign concept to me. I started off the day by reading, then realizing I need way more caffiene to keep my eyes open, plus there is this looming sense of dread on me since I woke up, alone and all. However hearing my roomates conversations and how every couple was fighting last night, I've been there. And I'm glad I'm not anymore. But I just hate not having my kiss, waking up alone every day, my pillows have become my cushions, the guy who should be there but isn't.
I'm free at last?
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