A couple weeks ago I saw a sign that said "PICK YOUR OWN CACTUS 59 CENTS." This had to happen. Kara and i went. Well, it turns out"picking" is relative, like truth (joke). We got tongs and picked up these teeny cacti. "Digging." Ha.
More strange things in the desert:
We also went to this place called Beatnik Cafe. It was really great. For being a desert, there are SO many good things to do. I made a little collage for it:
I think that I will try to sleep under the sky at least once a month.
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Things I like about your blog:
a) the new, giant picture at the top
b) it belongs to my sister
c) you are my sister
d) pictures
e) stories about coffee shops
every ounce of this is tooo good.
that picture of laptop headed lady is magical, just like you promised.
First Quentin, now LaChapelle. This is amazing. Next thing I know, Hillary Clinton will be commenting on my blog.
Thank you LaChapelle, thank you.
And my friend Oliver met your makeup artist one time. Do you know him? Oliver Walker? He will be famous one day.
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