we would have a fine time living in the night

i hate coming home after dark - the raccoons scare the crap outta me. they're always lumbering around the neighborhood making that creepy sound and hiding out in the bushes next to our porch. they sound so damned vicious. i'm freaked out by what they're thinking about doing to me. or my cats. stuff like this:creepy bastards.

i saw the most lovely marc jacobs ad today. it had this stunning purple lace dress with plaid taffeta details. i can't find any pictures of it online, which really shocks me, but i did find this one. i always liked this one a lot. i don't know why though.

did you know it wasn't that long ago that i could afford to buy marc jacobs? i treasure my few pieces from him. even though he seems like an ass as a person, his clothes pretty much rock.

is it sick that i'm missing the dark eighties as much as i have been lately?maybe it is, just a little.

i painted four fingernails purple today and i didn't even go outside the lines. i'm such a pro all of a sudden. ah, the small victories make life worthwhile.