sixty-first mug shot. october 6. coffee at the hostel.

i don't remember it tasting very good

but the air was fresh

and i miss that girl you see above

sixtieth mug shot. october 5. coffee & a biscuit.

a cozy cafe

called "10 to 10 in delhi"

in edinburgh, scotland

fifty-ninth mug shot. october 4. coffee & a sandwich at the pirate's lair.

 first mug shot

taken across the Atlantic

in July.

coffee is coffee 

no matter where you are (or when!).

heavenly, liquid goodness.

fifty-ninth mug shot. october 3. fresh coffee after hot yoga. sun's out!!

come with me

and i'll show you 

the place i see

fifty-eighth mug shot. october 2. guess who's back.

listening to some tunes

at 04h28 in the morning

there's a new mug in town

temporary post! not a mug shot at all.

left for Scotland without my computer so mugshots will become a rarity, upping their value and adding to the suspense, of course. will be posting some new mugshots soon!!

fifty-seventh mug shot. june 20. double mug day. love is in the air.

tomorrow

i leave

for 92 days/

i can't wait

to return to

these mugs/

to sip a little

cassandra

in my tea/

fifty-sixth mug shot. june 19. tree mug. pens and spoons.

hey waitress

this coffee tastes like marker

like words unwritten

stories underground

hey waitress

tell me what you did last night

i'm stuck

fifty-fifth mug shot. june 18. endangered creatures mug. lots of coffee.

hopelessly enamoured

with the black tar

caffeinated

fifty-fourth mug shot. june 17. vodka in a wine glass. breaking all the rules.

life is short, be present every day

use the wind and set your sails

the direction only you can choose
 

[bonus pics]

fifty-third mug shot. june 16. cat mug. black coffee. bloody eyeball.

so i have conjunctivitis

i'll spare you the gory photo

of my super bloody eyeball

i'll only show you if you ask

{if you're into gross stuff its awesome}

fifty-second mug shot. june 15. green and red mug. good hair day.

i should be honest

this is actually a hair blog

fifty-first mug shot. june 14. to-go mug. port dover.

it felt like the middle of august

we left for the beach on a whim

made up swimsuits with what we could find

on the floor of some random room

drank coffee in the lake

in the heat of a thousand suns