feuchatfille

I'm way too ocd about packing shit. And I really have far too many articles of clothing with appliques. (You know you're crazy when you own a tank dress with a Hemingway mantra appliqued on...and probably doomed, too.) Thank God for small favors: the freedom to make your own home, wherever and with whomever you wish. And airplanes. Rilke was wrong, maybe?