instagram

I've let myself get addicted to Instagram. These are some of my favourites from the past little while.




clockwise from top left: my twee window stop, rural pei in the evening,
my cat's chronic bitchface, east point lighthouse



crystal the schnauzer having a rest (can you believe she's 11 years old?), a pretty kitty,
a new mod dress from etsy, an abandoned house in annandale



a vintage wool dress sold to me by the granddaughter of the woman who owned it (vintage clothes with stories! the best), one of my favourite charlottetown homes,
popped peonies (my favourite flowers), amazing makeup in a 1966 ad,


You can follow me on Instagram, my username is crumbumb. I feel the need to explain this username: I think CRUMB BUM, as an insult, is wonderful. Like in the Simpsons when Lisa says "He's changed, and he doesn't wanna hang out with a bunch of crumb bums!" Anyway. I thought CRUM BUMB would be a good way to adapt that insult if I were ever to get a set of sweet knuckle tats. That's all.