Tuesday, August 4, 2009

two friends, two needles, and a heap of goods. sparkle, leather, edge and lace. rock and roll.
an individual and a collective... a sweet meeting of unlikely textures and making magic.

sharp arrest or easy sunday afternoons.
there's a moment that hangs around your neck or a memory on your wrist. a story told,
a heart broken, an effortless kiss, or the bubble of laughter. there's something more and nothing less than utter delight.