"tell me, are you a christian, child?" "ma'am i am tonight"

it's been so long since i've signed into blogger that i've completely forgotten my login information. i checked the links to your right and most everyone abandoned their blogs long ago. i'm not sure that i'm back.

my nails are painted a golden olive green today - opi's 'at your quebec and call.' it's my ode to march in boston - grey, misty, blustery, and cold. slightly more promising than the depths of 'russian navy' in january, but showing grime none the less. it'll be a good day when i can wear 'a little less conversation' with a sly grin and a raised eyebrow.