Photos from Halloweekend (a Brooke-coined term). Not my usual kind of post, but I think these photos are to die for. Be it iPhone photos or not. Oh. And notice. I am Marilyn Monroe one night. Tatted Marilyn the next.
Always an adventure with us. Miss Marilyn fell down the back stairs at Urban Lounge twice in one night. The first time was somehow quite graceful. The second time... Not so much. I struggle it seems. I hear that ankle boots are actually the new black this winter though. I've had it on for one day now and have gotten so many compliments. Pretty sure I'll keep mine on just as a fashion statement.
I joined the injured ankle club. My eye doesn't feel so lonely anymore.