My first crush
February 20, 2002kenny is the first crush in my memory. i chased him around the blacktop because i wanted to give him a kiss — on the cheek, mind you. (simple minds, simple pleasures.) i wish i could be as brazen as i was back then. i don’t chase boys, anymore. i just stare at them from the other side of the room, hoping my stares will send signals straight to their hearts.
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.
playground love. what a beautiful thing.