i have a major girl crush on beatrice valenzuela. not in a creepy way. someday i will buy a pair of her shoes. holy mojito, these boots are about the coolest things i ever laid eyes on.
i'm hyped up my 3rd cup of coffee so i may be exposing information i will regret but here's a secret:
and this one is for the vault people. YOU MUST TELL NO ONE. i.....have.....bunyons. like mutant old man ones. and i apologize to beatrice for including this admission on a post about her shoes. but i feel like sharing. pretend we are at girl scout camp and we are all crowded on the top bunk in our smelly cabin and we are practically like sisters at this point on our second day together. nothing is off limits. not even bunyons.
so now i feel like something else is needed to round out this post but i got nothing.