The cerebral musicality of jazz mixed with the visceral groove of funk. Solo Mama, artist, teacher, possible mad hatter. Firmly believe art should astonish, transmute, transfix. One must work at the tissue between truth and paranoia. There is a glass girl in my head. If I ask too many questions she will shatter.

Every little thing a girl need.

3 3 3 3 cutieeeee. I want to thank his parents. Shouts out to Hodgy Daddies. 3 3 3 3 cutieeeee. I want to thank his parents. A piece of my mind.

I have a cute brown knit cardi with to-your-elbow winged sleeves. The shorter sleeves may not be too practical, but they sure do look great. I team it with a black long-sleeve top underneath and synch it in with a wide waist belt. They spunk up any outfit. And what I love about them is how they.