of growing my hair out.
I'll just leave these photos of the First Lady of Cameroon and Mrs. Obama right here.
photos from Gawker
So, I'm taking a few days off. I know you'll miss me. I'll miss you too, friends and internet strangers. Here's the thing — I had my gallbladder removed Tuesday and I'm super sore and tired and loopy and who knows what I'd write while I'm on painkillers anyway. Yay for drugs!
Next week is ScrapFest! and I still have quite a few things to do design-wise for the event. Posts here at the blog may be scarce until the week after, but I'll be back. Just like the Terminator.
Image from uncookedcards.com.
"The longer you're trapped, the more it will feel like home – Stockholm!" Such good advice!
Y'all know I love the typograhic art. This may be the best evah.
My friend Jenn alerted me to an interview Lady Gaga did with Vanity Fair, where she says, “I have this weird thing that if I sleep with someone they’re going to take my creativity from me through my vagina.”
Okay then.
So, now we know where it escapes from. And now I have another reason for not sleeping around back in the day — loss of creativity. I was accused of being a prude by many, but really, I didn't want to give up my creativity. It's much too precious and from what I understand it's like your eggs, you're born with only so many and once they're gone, they're gone. Or they dry up. Same thing with creativity. Thank you, Lady Gaga for brining this information to the masses.
This is one of my favorites and I haven't posted this song in a while, but today seems appropriate.