Well, I'm turning over a new leaf. At least long enough to disburse the following pseudo-glamorous happenings in and about Southern California.
Mexico - nothin' says third world like a sombrero, a poncho and a Via Spiga bag.
Graduation - he's smart, handsome, funny . . . AND now - a master.
Sorry, I can't remember the month of July. But I DO know it involved Utah, painkillers and some much-needed (24/7) time with my BFF. Sadly (and fortunately), there are no pictures to post.
But back in California, I spent some time hanging out with wallabies (I know, I'm such a cliche).
Not to mention BOTH of my surfer boyfriends:
Bring us something good, August.
