I've come to terms with that this blog is really superficial, shallow and very pretentious.
That off my chest today's pick of beauty has to be my youngest daughter, Irma Lee.
If she would have been born a boy, her name would have been Edwin Lee, then she would have
had 2 denim brands in her name, that would have been so cool(?)
(I really need to quit collecting vintage denim..)

Anyway, Irma kicks ass, even though she refuses to wear any of the cool rock'n roll tee shirts I get her on my trips.
She's 4 and only wants to wear pink stuff with cats on. That sucks.