i was so much older then, i'm younger than that now...
twas my birthday on saturday! to celebrate i wore (for the first time) a beautiful vintage indian dress that i thrifted back in the early summer. it has some of my favorite colors: raspberry wine and cherry blossom pink, with a quilted yoke and dangly bell ties. i went with darin up to the mountainy forest where an unexpected winterland awaited and an icy wind blew, snacking on figs and tabouli in the warm car, listening to leonard cohen, daydreaming, reading, exploring, wrapping myself in an old quilt. it's weird growing older, and i love it, pretty much everything about it. i love silver hairs and confidence and being stoked on my one and only loveable body just the way it is, hips and thighs and belly and rounded edges and healthy hair. i love laugh crinkles and expansive tastes in foods and drinks (when you're young you think you hate avocadoes, eggplant, bleu cheese, how wrong you were!), love the ability to walk anyw...