but what if i eat them?

that is really the only concern i have about ordering these for myself...heres the thing...i am big on smells
top five ....in no particualr order except the first one

• comet...if i didn't know from world wide web authority it would burn my insides from top to bottom i would eat it...i crave it...like throat chalking mouth watering right now just thinking of it...but for the record abhor the lemon fresh kind
• rain or pool water on pavement...preferably very parched pavement...i also love it on asphalt and hay driving through idaho during a flash storm
• the wet room in a pottery room...or the whole pottery room
• vanilla(raw), violet, roses,rose water,  patchouli...(but the good high quality patchouli oil...no incense crap...it kinda smells like raindirt...that's a word) im not gonna keep going but i could (grapefruit, sandal wood, vetiver, lavendar)
• dirt and chalkboards...i know im doomed as a pregnant lady

so any ways this is going somehwere (atleast more then my friday night apparently is) i saw these soaps and i feel like i have to have them...as in neeeed them ....
they are so clayish...in my head it will be like washing in a shower of clays and soil and i cant think of anything better (except the body scrub maile just made me but that deserves it's own post)...
i think i will buy it for myself for valentines...i deserve it...i even want to eat these pictures...i have a thing for anything crumbled...this post is leading me to believe i have an iron defficiency

 also they have all sorts of non clay and dirt ones too just if u wanted something more feminine smelling

oh and i found it here

he said it not me

a question that sometimes drives me hazy: am i or the others crazy

-albert einstein

prettiest diving certification they ever did see

cuz even in the ocean they won't see mermaids like this...miss you jane...come back? i think we have a few more projects to work on

photo credit david bourne...with my radical editing skills

i dare you

my valentines weekend was spent mostly poolside...my presidents day was spent alongside niccole soaking up rays at the beach...sorry, snow storms? never heard of 'em....

*hint* all my friends should come visit me...if for no other reason than you can get a tan

tease

ok so i am still not done editing these...i know i know...and these were also taken by david bourne...but since i am helping i feel like i get to say that they are by david and me...hey its my blog....

also alot of times i run into people who say that they look at this blog...and i never knew because they don't leave a comment....well not alot but to me it is....i love knowing my friends look or even people i don't know...so here is the bribe...leave a comment...actually leave as many as u want...and i will draw a name...and whoever i draw can have a drawing or painting of them or whatever they want ( but not like an entire family please...limit of two peeps in a pic) or any print of anything posted so far or i can take your pic...it's your call, along with a few other handmade goodies...maybe not the best incentive but atleast it will force me to get a piece done....

should you choose to accept you have until ...umm...fri?

the only rule is that you can't say anything mean...oh and mom you can't compete it would be anticlimatic...and also brittany it would be really great if you won cuz i am almost done with your bday present...from last year...ok ...

i dare you

and that's the way it's been

we met summer before 8th grade...we both faint, mumble, and prefer most bugs and animals to humans...we haven't had the best luck with boys in a very parallel kinda way, she was my friend in highschool...which if you've seen the pictures says alot, we ditched school to hang out with bums at the beach *(which she crushed on...but in her defense he was hot), ate salad on halloween, spent more hours writing songs in a walmart parking lot than we ever did in a mall...and she can keep up with my taco bell and csi marathons better than anyone i know...all i know is i am lucky to have another-half-best-friend....who else would tribal dance uncrontrollably around the kitchen island with me so loud the neighbors heard...or try and hide in my bed from my mom and dad (when we were 22?) and think it was so funny?

so when i run out of gas on my own street at 8 in the morning convinced i am about to be kidnapped and put in some persons trunk...

she is the one i call and the one who comes flying to my rescue...

the girl can pretty much breathe under water

jane and aleesha yours are almost done...

* just kidding mom we would never

drop it like it's hot