MILKTOAST: forget flowers. i want a bouquet of balloons.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

forget flowers. i want a bouquet of balloons.

i've mentioned before my LOVE for balloons and those from geronimo keep floating into my line of sight. i mean, just feast your eyes on their heart (valentine's day) balloons! ohmigoodness, i would die if someone showed up with a balloon--or two or three or a whole bundle--of that magnitude at my door. i would giggle and blush and my eyes would water from the excitement. wouldn't you? that aside, isn't the video adorable with the french tune and the red tights and gold sequin dress? j'adore.

video courtesy of Geronimo Balloons Valentine’s Day from hak lonh on Vimeo; images courtesy of ohjoy.blogs.com

jihan has the coolest job of anyone i know.

milk and toast -- a favourite and most nurturing combination. I like my milk ice cold with a straw (one of those cute paper straws with red stripes), or steaming hot, flavoured with a little vanilla and a lot of cinnamon. my toast -- usually two slices at once, and oftentimes flanked with apple slices or cheddar cheese -- is buttery and crunchy.

while growing old together with this blog, and watching it evolve, I've found joy in the milk and toast of my life, and have carved out a little place in the world wide web to record it. stick around, read a few entries -- perhaps you'll find something you love or can relate to.