Cady always brings me things. Little morsels of spicy chocolate, vintage tins, miniature dioramas, hippie chapstick, pencil sharpeners, and lists of things I should be doing. She's the best thrift store shopper around, can recommend 6 amazing pizza places in a 4 block radius all for different reasons, and has a singing laugh and silky hands just begging to be sketched. Will you please be my doctor someday?
Below are some snippets from Cady and Joseph's fascinating, tiny, colorful, cozy flat in the Mission. A few things that got left out: a frog trashcan, little wooden dolls, rusty pitchfork, a closet bed, a tangerine balcony, a painting of someone famous, two bikes, and a stack of scary books. I now need an earring tree.
