the morning after.

i always seem to forget that when you host a party, it means you have to clean your place twice: once before and once after.  

but i didn't mind today.  last night was worth it.

country night hangover

i refrained from posting the image that greeted me when i finally rolled out of bed this morningafternoon.  there was no whimsy to be found in that hot mess. 

xo. di.