Tis I, cactus lady. When my friend Dora Luz called me "vieja nopalera" on one of my posts it made me el-o-el (lol). I have always been attracted to cactus, I blame my parents. This particular one stands in my backyard and was transplanted from our old home in Southern California 7 hours away. We brought it here 20 years ago. The resiliency of the cactus most amazes me. How it endures hot and cold, no water, and too much water. It protects itself with thorns so no one can mess with it. I also like it's taste.
My banner pic of the heart shaped cactus was taken by my aunt, who also appropriately titled it "Love Hurts." I'm glad to know that some of you out there like it.
dress- 11 dollars (but I traded it at Freestyle)
shoes- so old, I keep trying to sell them back to Crossroads but they ain't having it
belt- from the mothership
In life, there are bad times. Bad times that last for years. Bad times beyond your control. Bad times when you're young, or when your old. Bad times that you will live through and remember. But they don't last forever, and when it is over, you can pack up, move on, take the things that you like with you, and leave the stuff you don't need behind. Resiliency, like the cactus with all it's sweet fruit and painful thorns.
Thanks to my lover boy for waking up early to take these pics of me, Dora for always visually inspiring me, and Megan Jane for being the best. Told ya'll I was emo!