Every Intention...

well, i had every intention of making this blog about the fun we've had making stuff...there were fluffy dreams of drunken photo shoots and dress-up parties and documented long walks on the train tracks....there were roses and thorns and broken glasses and glasses spilling champagne....and above and exceeding all else...there was to be Jane and me...
we were so happy to share our stories and plans, snugged up in Jane's cozy bed..and, always forgetting dinner, we read and wrote and drank and told each other over and over how pretty we looked in torn vintage Christain Dior and Chinese pinks...
it all happened that way. really. just like that.

so, the classic story goes....in love with the stuff of life, and each other...we drew to ourselves our fondest dreams...

and then, busy with our newest creation, we have had less..well, no railroad time and we only dress up for photo shoots and sales meetings...no more drunken photo ops from under the duvet....

however, there are so many more roses and stories to share....i'll take a moment to absolve success for all of it's thorns and accept a sense of grown-up-ness about what we do....and promise with all of my heart to keep having fun and to not forget to share this adventure with dear friends.