Brave the elements. It takes skills. Be a logger for a day. Explore the arctic terrain or the Klondike region. Rope it up, kiddo. Bring your Siberian huskies.
Posts Tagged ‘ kis ’
Feet, why do I need them if I have wings to fly? Royal siam slim. Queen milena. Fur, sequins & silk. Jogging pant, cape and jumpsuit. Una perfecta.
The rule is perfecto; in all matters of opinion our adversaries are insane. Fur, shearling and leather. The empirio strikes back.
Odds and Ends. Pass the baton. Collage and patchwork. Strange yet charming rubbish dolls. A second chance in life. Eerie eerie quite contrary.
Fringe benefits. My dog on a Renaissance print. Studs, embellishments, quilted and stripes. Bohemian patchwork. Run around in a little cape and save the world.
Scribbled handwriting. Graffiti art. A zebra in the urban jungle. Make peace not war. Girate. In-tuxicating. An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
