Sunday Stash #257 – Haiku I Forgot
Sometimes fabrics slip through the cracks. They just do, okay. I swear I love them all equally–sideways glance–but I can’t help it if I occasionally want to run my fingers along some other silk charmeuse....
Sometimes fabrics slip through the cracks. They just do, okay. I swear I love them all equally–sideways glance–but I can’t help it if I occasionally want to run my fingers along some other silk charmeuse....