Sometimes you fall, spinning through space, grasping for the things that keep you on this earth. Sometimes you catch them. They can be the hands of the people you love. They can be your pets- pups with funny names, cats with ferocious old souls. The thing that keeps you here can be your art. It can be things you have collected and invested with a certain sense of meaning. A flowered, buckled treasure chest of secrets. Shoes that make you taller and, therefore, closer to the heavens. A suit that belonged to your fairy godmother. A dress that makes you feel a little like the Goddess herself. Sometimes you keep falling; you don’t catch anything. Sometimes you fall, spinning through space, grasping for the things that keep you here. Sometimes you catch them. Sometimes you don’t. Sometimes they catch you.
Nothing like a great dinner with my family (minus Katie and Jamie) in celebration of my brother’s 23rd to make me feel better. I’ve been on a downward spiral lately and I guess I just needed time with my loving family to keep me grounded, right where I belong. Most of dresses no longer fit me (too loose!) so I was lucky enough to find this strapless lace peplum dress I have never worn and forgot all about! LBD LOVE! Happy Birthday, Enzo!
Snapshots of the night: