Goodies!
I'm obsessed with Etsy. I bought a beautiful necklace from a woman named Mary on there. I placed the order very early Saturday morning (or late Friday night, depending on how you look at it), and she sent it out to me on Saturday. I got it this afternoon! The USPS must ride like the wind between Phoenix and Albuquerque. It's actually a Twilight-inspired necklace, though it is wonderful without even knowing the symbolism. I stumbled across her stuff through a message board for the novels. I'm itching to by a couple other pieces she's made. Her rings are particularly lovely.
Forgive the wet hair. I just got out of the shower.
And, and, and, my Hellsing messenger bag came in the mail on Friday. Look how sexy it is:
I adore it, and I look so badass with my awesome new messenger bag on my way into the office. Who needs a boring old briefcase, right?
I lurv The Spill Canvas. I just downloaded all their albums, and I'm obsessing. "Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore. She loves salting my wounds."
Forgive the wet hair. I just got out of the shower.
And, and, and, my Hellsing messenger bag came in the mail on Friday. Look how sexy it is:
I adore it, and I look so badass with my awesome new messenger bag on my way into the office. Who needs a boring old briefcase, right?
I lurv The Spill Canvas. I just downloaded all their albums, and I'm obsessing. "Fate is an elegant, cold-hearted whore. She loves salting my wounds."