I give you the last 2.5 weeks, as seen through my wonky Virgin Mobile Android:
Prop-makin’ for a new routine.
Backyard fire at my friend Courtney’s.
Idyllic in Somerville.
Allix Mortis changing in the car, pre-show.
Undoubtedly the most photographed sign in Ralph’s Diner in Worcester.
Tijuana Sweetheart, with whom we had the pleasure of sharing a stage.
Day-after-show hair: burlesque is nothing if not glamorous.
Lunch on the patio at my office.
State Street orange line stop.
Hotel Marlowe and a little of my husband.
My dad and Aunt Susan, before my sister’s wedding.
My own wedding shots.
Porch wine, candlelight and the White Album.
A friend we made at Kimball Farm.
Maybe not the best mini-golf shoes.
Kimball Farm and a little more of my husband.
Feeling self-congratulatorily bohemian (and cleavagey), sipping wine and writing out on our porch.
Our friends Hallelujah the Hills’ CD release party.
So did I!
Hazy Memorial Day bathroom self-portrait.
Sorry for the overload. What can I say? Life’s been aesthetically pleasing these days.