Art is the Only Way to Run Away Without Leaving Home. ~Twyla Tharp

after a rigorous 2 hour pointe sesh...

I decided to visit my new @ted_baker Kihi Printed Skirt .  As I danced about the dressing room, twirling it and swinging the chocolate chandeliers into a harmonious tinkling of Swarovski that only I could hear, my gaze caught something I could not wear but so desperately wanted -- NEEDED to complete my darling ensemble.  It was one part of my two piece Christopher Martin Ghost Series in amethyst and the # 25 (or birthday).  As you'll see, these two items -- the skirt and the lithograph -- absolutely haaad to be together.  So I paused and celebrated their likeness.

Then D called and I became distracted by his sugary declaration, "I'll be there soon."  Daydreaming of art I could wear and fashion I could hang had to be set on the shelf of things hoped for as my {desired} role of always-superb-looking-"seamstress for the band" took center stage in the powder-room mirror.

En Pointe

Outside the sun is shining, and the peek-a-boo game he & I are playing through the snow white sheers, only slightly visible with the aubergine drapes mostly closed, is turning my mucky pointe shoes a glowing shade of heliotrope.  The holiday tree and decorations are still up, and the warm glow of the twinkle lights calls me to cuddle up tightly with Gypsy and Edward Cayce on a 1950's club chair and oversized tufted ottoman.

Alas, an energy beyond my control has swept through my interstitials and screamed at the tissues to moooove!

A dressing crisis is in the air, I feel it rising from the satin sway of a Ted Baker London high-waisted bubble skirt.  I'll keep you posted as to what hubbub transpires.