a sweet 16

a sweet 16

I was, by the way. A sweet 16. And my friends thought that was worth pointing out. Especially to any boy in attendance at the party my parents threw for me that warm summer day. However, it's not that sweet 16 I'm mentioning here.

It's this one - celebrated on that warm autumn day. Let me know if you'd like to hear the story about that pumpkin; it's a good one. And it contains soup, in case you were wondering.

Onward. 

scoring & splurging: capes

scoring & splurging: capes

innovating the runway