02.Mar.2010 pinatas and feet
Here is a picture of me as a wee one at a cousins birthday party in Mexico. Notice in the first one my giant feet; something I never grew out of or into depending on how you look at it (I’m a ladies size US11 btw). In the second one is perhaps the first glimpse of the cynical little cupcake I am today. Its not my fault I’m not amused and excited by what seems to work for everyone else. Sigh. Its so isolating, my elitism.
How do you feel about pinatas?
