Lovely imperfection
June 7, 2001we all need someone to tell us we’re perfect, once in a while. even if — no, especially since — we’re not.
because it doesn’t mean we never make mistakes or don’t do stupid things. it doesn’t mean we don’t trip and fall and stumble constantly. it doesn’t mean we are not complete and utter fools every other day of our lives. it means that despite all of that, we are still beautiful in somebody else’s eyes.
despite all that. no matter what.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
