Hanging out. (Taken with instagram)
I fear that my blog has turned into one of those generic insta-sham tumblrs! God help me! How about I try and use words?
Mogo is one of those little towns that wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for the Princes Highway. Similar to the even tinier ‘Village in a Valley’ Bemboka, but with an actual retail market and people that stop for something other than a ‘Famous’ Pie. So not very similar. Filled with knick-knack shops, Hippy treasures, Indian gifts…you never know what you might find. Though my sweet tooth is aching at the closing of The Lolly Shop.
Though did pick up some brown leather short shorts (I promise you I don’t look like a hooker in them <—- not that they have bad dress sense INSERT PRETTY WOMAN here)
Oh, happy new days to you. May the present and future of 2012 bring you the joys of life. Live it!
Keep it crazy.
Road to Bermigui (Taken with instagram)
Taken Janurary 2011.
Nothing substitutes quality! She’s the best of the best. (Taken with instagram)