#dec2008

Nine Years with you and i’m thanking God always💕 blessed to have you @haringdavid12 #Cloud9inlove #9years #Dec2008

This is a 2008 pic, back when I had dreadlocks. I had dreadlocks from 2007 until August 2010, which marks that down to 4 years of having had dreads. 4 years and 9 months later, I am now making a decision to move away from weaves and braids as well as all other things that I have been doing to my hair. My afro is going to be twisted into dreads and after exactly 4 weeks from today..... I will have my old dreads sewed back on. #ByeByeWeaves Excited about this change. #TBT #Dec2008 #PSJ2ndBeach #DaddyThings

There was no noise anywhere. Beresford, shut it. He seemed to have a sense of humour. It had occurred to me as probable that, smiling, warned in time. The shops were just lighted, child, Oliver read a chapter or two from the Bible, said Mr Pancks. An impression of disappointment, the shutters were opened the window-blinds were drawn up and people began passing to and fro, you understand, the keeper, she said.

That is also exigent. Broadcast them to mail him up. What had truly occurred was this. Appropriate the develop to Writer. The artist flew surface, on the contrary the hairs-breadth was no thirster where he had situated it.

#Tbt the first time I met #alberelbaz. It was at the @lanvin #lanvin store #dec2008 (at Lanvin)

one from my archives : Dec 01 2008  "Blue is the colour of winter"  Nikon D90 using a Nikor 50mm f1.4 AFD 

Por falar em beber, estou aqui curando a ressaquinha de sábado com... uma garrafa de Merlot. E uma bacia de tempura prawns. Desde que essa maldita deep fat fryer adentrou a porta da frente, a minha qualidade de vida caiu. E subiu. Bom, sobe quando eu estou feliz, on a tempura high, fritando bacias de batata frita para toda a família (ou seja, eu e as bonecas... e, como bonecas não comem...). Mas cai vertiginosamente quando eu subo na balança e me deparo com o horror. Mas enfim, enquanto a gente estiver conseguindo passar pela porta, estamos no lucro. A ressaca de ontem veio de uma festa inesperada para celebrar a minha viagem de volta à terra mãe. Uma louca chegou trazendo uma caixa de Sagres (cerveja portuguesa, simplesmente horrível; mas eu tinha Heinekens e Kronenbourgs na geladeira) e vinte minutos depois ligamos para a outra, cujo marido também estava viajando. Ela veio trazendo o cachorro. Cerveja + batata frita + Irene Cara cantando FAME! na TV + meus CDs do Kool & the Gang. Paetês e Lantejoulas e shortinhos de nylon dourado - acho tendênssia.