8 cups of coffee.

Dear Fleur.
It was Valentines Day today.
I got one valentine. From Tazza. It was so sweet.
I made breakfast this morning. Sweet milk pancakes. Coffee. Paris tea. Nutella.
Then Jenn and I went for a run in town. We stopped in a consignment store and she tried on prom dresses. She's going to be in a pageant. I thought she looked gorgeous in a little white one. But it was too little. She fell in love with some yellow heels. I tried not to covet the little black v neck tee shirt. Isn't that crazy? Out of a whole store, I want a black v neck tee shirt?
We went to a Mexican bakery after that and ate sweet bread with tapioca filling.
Then I taught class.
Skyped Kirsten and read her "King Bidgood's In The Bathtub."
And now, homework.

This is my favourite holiday.
Love Bella.

Prom dress searches, but who are you?

(Source unknown.)

Dear Fleur.

31 days left. 2 presents done. I'm thinking today I'll cram on the scavenger hunt. Those always take forever to make. But they are darling to put together. (I'm not gonna lie though. I hate running around in the dark at 2 in the morning taping painted clues onto STOP signs across the street. Not my choice of fun.)

I will tell you something secret even though I know Mandy will read this.
I want to get her a pair of those disguise glasses. Like the ones in the picture? With the nose and mustache. Oh jeah.
And I don't even know why.
I think it's because I want to find her a really amazing dress too. And have her wear that and the glasses so I can take dorky pictures of her with the camera.
I AM SO WEIRD.

Today my hair looks like a perm. Honestly it does. But I don't know. I kind of like the idea of painting in my kitchen with really poofy hair. So I think I'm happy about it.

I need to go do a photo shoot with my Taylor Swift dress.
And paint some.
And discuss secret things with Miss Ria. (I have this really amazing secret plan that I really hope is going to work.)

Where is my Madeline book?

Love. Bella.

lady[ish].

dear fleur.
i used to hate garden hoses in my pictures. till i saw this photograph from here. it kind of makes me love them now.

today:

there is something really beautiful about happy[ness]. there is something really perfect about being feminine. there is something pretty darn darling about pearly fingernails.

"after all, a girl is, well, a girl. it's nice to be told you're good at it."
-rita hayworth

i just watched a little girl spin around so her dress blossomed out around her hips. and then she would fall to the ground. and then she would fix her hair. and then she would repeat. for an hour.
it was adorable. the little doll-face.

i like being a lady today.
and now,
i kind of like garden hoses.
and i am growing my fingernails out.
face.
no.
doll-face.

xo, bella.

i haven't seen iron man 1 yet. will that be a problem sir?

dear fleur.
tandy&i were going to sneak into prom. daddy said no. it's this saturday. so we decided to opt for the dress up and take on the town night.
think:
nice dresses
cute hair
big jewelry
starbucks
possibly iron man 2
maybe arizona tea and eyeliner
shoeless for part of the night
lipstick.

this could get dangerous.
but it's going to be adorable.
we should eat strawberries that night too.
strawberries and prom dresses.

(via)

in other news.
reagan lauren asia lynn has the most hilarious and darling statuses on facebook.

"i want a fruit bouquet."
Tuesday at 11:48pm.

"i'm going to make my own damn fruit bouquet, right now!"
Yesterday at 11:50am.

i think she makes me as happy as orange juice at 5 in the morning.
that's pretty darn happy.
i'm so positively glad we're friends.

now i have to go find a dress to not wear to prom.
love, bell.

frilly sleeves.

Dear Fleur.
We went shopping two times in a row.
Two days in a row.

I bought myself:

Pink ADIDAS soccer socks
a sweater
an adorable edition of Madame Bovary
a killer little black dress
a pair of bright green J.Crew chino pants
&
a blue.blue.blue dress with frilly sleeves.

SCORE.

I love it all.

And now I'm chatting with Livy. About yogurt. And walks down streets we don't know. While wearing flip-flops. And probably lovely sweaters.
SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN DEAR.

Love from Bella.