babble
I need to handle this with a little delicacy. A sense of decorum. I need to say it gently because otherwise I might freak out. It's possible that I may have already freaked out... but just a little. How am I going to say this? What's
kaos
Some of my earliest memories are of my mother sewing. She seemed to be able to make anything with her old white Singer. It had a special table in every house we lived in and at it she could make a new dress, fix a pair of pants, attire my
growing up
One of my clearest memories of childhood is sitting on the floor of my mom's closet and staring at her shoes. She had high heels in so many colors and styles I would sometime spend 30 minutes trying to decide which ones I wanted to sneak into my
camikaos goes to school
When I started 7th grade in a new school with no one I knew I was a little intimidated. It may come as a surprise to you but as a child and young teen I was pretty shy. I was uncomfortable around everyone, I was awkward, I was nerdy and