Since I haven’t yet figured out how to tackle the interview I recently gave (not the Forbes one, let’s just say that this was for an ostensibly feminist publication for now), or what to make of it, really.
Daddy bought Lev a wheel that lights up and makes music. When I’m not with the two of them, I’m busy writing about death. I’m staying in character, I guess.
Ohh my Gawwwd!! **falls face down into keyboard** Cutest baby ever.
Nice to hear from you, take care lovely xx
oh, that little wrinkle in his forehead!
🙂