This is a “Yoshi Kondo” jacket from my favourite store, LARK. Well-wedged in the realm of the impossible. And kind of girly for me, I thought at first, but maybe not so much girly as Little Lord Fontleroy-ish.
Little Lord Fontleroy turned scampy street rat? Can I get away with that?
The deadline that ate Schenectady is nearly done – I’m just waiting on any final changes. Of course, all the things I put off until the deadline was finished are now combining their powers to make a new sort of (Captain Planet) deadline, but that’s ok because most of it is stuff I’m excited to get on with.
What I’m dealing with now, chiefly, is a glut of wants and needs, and nowhere to put them. There might have to be lists.