Of late things have been somewhat 'trying' in that Stella Gibbons kind of a way. Nothing to do about it but soldier on, eat truffles as often as possible and perhaps affect a little pout. Much as my man Karl does.
I love cloud scapes, lunar japes and Chanel #90: Pirate. I intend to talk poetry but almost always end up talking food or politics. Sometimes both. I'm not as nomadic as I'd like but working on it. And I'm not high maintenance, just difficult. Respond