In fall

“Someone like you
Is not without the contradiction
Someone like me
Who`s a living work of fiction
Someone like you
Full of love and light and laughter
Someone like me
Who can`t see what they`re after

What do you do ?
Someone like you
Who would you be?
With someone like me
What do you do?
Someone like you
Who would you be?
With someone like me”

Someone like you – I am Kloot

It’s late October and Mon Tissu has made the perfect little Wool Trench Coat in 10 different colors and the mesh cotton pants to go with it. It’s lovely and you of course, need it now.

This hair is brand new from Mr. Truth Hawks and it has a bun and the most adorable little side braid. My poses are from Label Motion and my location is at the Inkwell (yet again) The beautiful jewelry that I am wearing is from one of the most brilliant new mesh jewelry creators that when she launches you will just be amazed.. my lovah Caelan Hancroft. My shoes are from Celoe.

Concerned Bloggers Association – My first post

The Concerned Bloggers Association is a blog that shares a monthly topic with in a pool of participating bloggers and I’ve been invited to join by my long time friend Marleen Vaughan who is also the founder. If you want to join, you can contact Ms. Vaughan in world and she will hook you up with more info. The topic this month is Literacy which to me is one of the greatest and most treasured gifts that I’ve ever been given.

The ability to read lit my imagination on fire at an early age. I was an early reader. I can’t ever remember not reading something. When I started reading signs in the car it was like a gateway drug to a whole world of books. I remember the earliest books that I fell in love with were written by Judy Blume or E.B White’s Charolotte’s Web. Then it gradually moved on to stuff like Harriet the Spy, The Sweet Valley High Series, The Babysitters Club books to books like Flowers in the Attic.

I went through my phase of trashy romance novels and then when I was in High School there was a Library around the block from me. I spent most of my time in that library curling up and reading in one of the comfy chairs or taking home as many books as I could carry. I read at least 3-4 books a week in those days. I was a reading machine! Then I fell in love and started writing poetry in my teens. I swear, I miss that library now and those librarians, as a lonely girl they were like my soul mates.

Now as an adult, I try to read a couple of books a month. Mostly it’s when I’m waiting at the Doctors or riding the bus. I didn’t lose my love for a good book and will probably never read one on a Kindle or something because to be honest I love the smell of a book and the feel of it’s weight in your hands. A Kindle could never replace that feeling for me. It doesn’t matter how you read though as long as you do read and enjoy it, as for me a good book is the fire to my imagination and I never hope to lose that feeling.