hello.

   

Just how tacky is it to take photos of yourself, at home, in your very own bathroom, looking ratty with no makeup on, and then post them on the internet with the assumption that folks actually care enough to look? Apparently, I am determined to find out.

 

This is a new thing for me. Not the whole having-a-blog thing. Just having this blog in particular. I wanted a change. I needed to start over. So here we are. Getting aquianted. If it's not the first time, let's just pretend.

 

 

I guess you could say I'm an actual adult now, but I must confess, 90% of the time I still feel like a child. I have a tendency to be messy, emotionally and physically. My taste is impeccable, but often simple and immature. I have a difficult time understanding tact, or discretion, or anything that isn't pure, delicious honesty.

At the same time, I am not a total innocent. Some might call me jaded, perhaps a bit dissilusioned. I slip into posionous moods on occasion and have been know to sprout fangs and claws when provoked.

Still, I am excited to be here. Starting new, starting fresh. A million clean white pages and the freedom to say whatever my restless little heart desires.

 

Ready?