Another pair of Sambas bites the dust. These were the "hemp" styled ones from Journeys. The started falling apart a while ago, became lawn mowing shoes. Left them outside, it snowed, now they're complete trash. Bye.
Elvis guitar magnet. Part of a big set that Emily gave me (I think?). Izzy enjoyed it for a bit. Throwing it out.
Ugh. I miss New Orleans. These are from my last Mardi Gras, 2010. Don't feel the need to keep 'em.
A baby from a king cake. Kept as a memory. Of New Orleans, I'm guessing. A memory that faded to nothing. See ya.