Tuesday, July 22, 2008

cul-de-sac chic

call me june.
it took moving half way across the world to turn into a wannabe domestic goddess.

i find myself dreaming of getting back to a retro suburbia and becoming the modern june cleaver
{with a twist, of course}.

i could whip up apple pies or treats for all the neighborhood kids wearing this sweets apron.

exchange recipes or gossip about neighbors on this fabulous phone.

i could ride this to the park.

ok, realistically... this.
{my scarves will look better blowing in the wind anyway}

husband and i have already been checking out scooters. i can't wait!