02 March 2007
I always think of my great aunt louraine around this time of year. she was born on the first day of spring and embodies all things spring-like. she sings little songs with odd melodies and funny words. she wears blouses the color of daffodils and lipstick the color of the pinkest tulips. she takes special notice of birds and little flowers. she charms everyone at the nursing home and still knows how to flirt like a pro (I swear). she is my breath of fresh air.
more photobooth friday lovelies:
jesC: this week,last week
the whole self
acumamakiki: this week, last week
shameless self promoters