a reflection of the pageant from the knitty couture window
"the secret is not in your hand or your eye or your voice, my aunt told me once. the secret is in your heart. of course, she said, knowing that doesn't make it any easier.-
the story people
i have potent,fond memories of taking an old box,of which i chose carefully (as size was everything,it had to hold imagined loads of valentines!),gathering
tin foil,construction paper scraps,doilies & newspaper then spending hours designing and crafting that box to the nth degree.
love was so much simpler then.
