summer has not been what i thought it would be. i have barely spent one day on the beach, and haven't even seen my new pool. instead, i've been devouring books and drawing/writing in a tiny sketchbook, and figuring out how to properly use PENCILS. it may sound simple, but its not so simple really.

this past weekend was really, really great. i hadn't seen my dad in a while, and he really loved his birthday gift...which was a vintage postcard of frank zappa on the shitter that i found in a headshop a little while back and put in a pretty frame. i was so happy to give it to him, because i knew he would love it, and its usually so hard to find something he'll REALLY like.

he made us yummy food, and me and lindsey argued like usual, and we bought floral dresses and short-shorts and i got something mint green and tulle(!). we did a lot of nothing, reading books, watching movies, eating strawberries, drinking guava soda, roaming the flea market and seaside shops. my sister found a little vintage chanel bag the color of a creamy pastry puff, but since she won't use leather goods, i got to keep it.

finally it feels like summer. now, hopefully i make it to the beach this week.