Tuesday, November 3, 2009

an open letter to the mister

welp, here we go again babe... it's that magical, mystical time of year that i like to call AWESOME.

there's a nip in the air, the trees are getting all naked like. when i leave in the morning i can see my breath. every now and again i smell the sweet sweet deliciousness of a wood burning fire.

yesterday i wore a turtleneck and it was seasonally appropriate.

last week we all carved pumpkins, and the roasted seeds have been my daily snack since.

i think you know where this is going....

that's right. i won't be shaving again until spring.

oh. heck. yes.

rebecca marie

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