I have red hair, wear cowgirl boots, drink bourbon, and fall in love at least twice a day.

Lilit

11 Oct 2006	in a way, it still fits "I paint myself because I am alone so much. I am the person I know best." — Frida Kahlo Last night I had tea with Alex, my very first boyfriend. When… Revised 9 Aug 2007 by Lilit
1 Sep 2006	Greece, September 2006 Things I lost: two pens (one black ink, one red), a pair of flip-flops, an elastic that the wind literally ripped out of my hair. Maybe some of those… Revised 18 Sep 2006 by Lilit
Jan 2006	The Brooklyn Shore There are two men who have enhanced the love I have for my particular corner of Brooklyn, each in his own way. The first was my first real friend whe… Revised 28 Jan 2006 by Lilit
Jul 2004	All Along the Watchtower I went to see Bob Dylan play a show in a castle courtyard in Alcala de Henares, a small town outside of Madrid. I was 21, had just graduated from coll… Revised 4 Jan 2006 by Lilit
Apr 1997	Offering the Cheek I was fourteen years old when I got my first kiss. His name was Mark. He had blond hair, blue eyes, a minor pot habit, and was in my fifth period sci… Revised 9 Jan 2006 by Lilit
1994	Moving The summer just before I turned twelve my family moved from Orange County, California to Raleigh, North Carolina. My parents wanted us to see America,… Revised 17 Jan 2006 by Lilit