I love my bike. I need my bike.
But how can anyone on this fine earth manage to
negotiate hair and helmuts?
Love, Post Miss.
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Dear Reader,
Please consider this a love letter of sorts. Every day I will send you something I saw, thought or made me pause. I look forward to your correspondence.
Love, Post Miss.
Ps. There will be no post on Sunday
Please consider this a love letter of sorts. Every day I will send you something I saw, thought or made me pause. I look forward to your correspondence.
Love, Post Miss.
Ps. There will be no post on Sunday
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January
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- Friday: Love of the clothing kind
- Thursday: Kapow!
- Wednesday: Helmut hair.
- Tuesday: Flying high
- Thursday: Sketchy Characters.
- Wednesday: Spirit of the Black Dress.
- Tuesday: The eternal bag lady
- Monday: All gone.
- Saturday: Pedal, Petal.
- Friday: Wolf Vintage
- Thursday: A glimpse of her soul.
- Wednesday: Take it easy Grandma!
- Tuesday: Is there a little Lolita in you?
- Monday: Splash.
- Saturday: They'll keep.
- Thursday: Dreaming of Dior
- Wednesday: Green Graffiti
- Tuesday: Shadow hands
- Monday: New year sparkles
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