they lost, but we got our faces painted.
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my name is miriam. i have freckles on my knees and tangles in my hair. i take picures and write about my life. i shoot with a canon rebel xsi. my favorite lens in my 50 mm. i love bob dylan, my family and food experiments that work out. also, the beach.
this is my blog.
i write for this magazine
i believe
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1 comment:
Good thing face painting makes it all worth it. Otherwise the loss would be REALLY disappointing.
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