Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Thank You, Miss Danika Rio Navarro!


A special surprise came to me by mail last Friday, November 29. 

Mom brought home a box received at the gate of our village. When I saw the label and read who it was from, I couldn't help but squeal with delight, for here was a gift from one of my favorite fashion bloggers: a framed piece of artwork she made herself. The quote is BEAUTIFUL, and I love the design  very much. 

It was carefully covered in bubblewrap and put inside a pretty shopping bag from NAVA (a boutique Miss Dani owns). What touched my heart as well was the simple label she placed on the bag, showing it was for me.

There was also a very sweet note that came with the package: 

Miss Dani, I am a very avid fan of yours, and if you do happen to read this, please know that you too inspire me with all that you share in your posts. From outfits, to quotes, and your meaningful artwork, I always find something to smile about as I read your blog. 

You're a true artist, Miss Dani, and it is always a pleasure to read through your site. I comment because I admire the way you present and express what you love to do. I respect your style choices very much, and even your upbeat and cheerful way of writing about your ensembles is a peg for me. This present you sent is a treasure, and my support for you is unwavering. I truly hope to meet you in person someday!

Credits: Miss Danika Rio Navarro, NAVA Boutique
Photos: by me

Friday, November 22, 2013



These words are for you. At least let me try to express how thankful I am for all the love and courage you have given our disaster-ravaged areas. 

The aftermath of Super Typhoon Yolanda left many families homeless. Children were orphaned, many people lost their loved ones, and there was certainly plenty of devastation to go around. Death tolls increased by alarming numbers each day, and those of us in the unaffected cities and provinces prayed that our loved ones would pull through. 

It's amazing how the Philippines is visible as a group of small dots on the world map, but the influx of donations to our archipelago has been overwhelming.

Society has been known for the many people with not-so-good intentions. Even people known to have respectable jobs and reputations have fallen into the trap known as greed, but Yolanda's (Haiyan's) aftermath showed many people who stepped up and gave their time, love, and services to the victims of the recent natural disasters. They are VOLUNTEERS.

Volunteers, you are different.

Silently, you give care to the homeless.

You help people without the thought of pay or recompense.

You give your time unconditionally.

You risk your own life to save those of others.

Your desire to help comes from your heart and soul, not out of pity, but out of the will to be a tower of strength for those who are weak.

Stand up my friend. Stand up and be proud to say "I AM A VOLUNTEER."

Not all people can be like you, and not all people can do what you do unselfishly.

This is a salute to all you volunteers who are the unsung heroes of our society! Your unspoken love will be remembered.


Hail to you, the heroes who rose, to valiantly help our nation. 

And to my countrymen, please remember: WE ARE FILIPINOS!

A resilient race. A race of courageous and hardworking citizens.

From what we see all around us, despite the devastating hit we took, we see the rest of the world has rallied to our side. So much love and help has poured in from every point on the globe. They have extended their hands. Let us not fail them by choosing to remain below morale. 

We have formidable faith. Let us hold hands to show we will never let go of one another.

We can stand the aftermath of Yolanda.

We have a government mobilizing relief efforts to support our stricken fellowmen.

Let us stop pointing the finger of blame at anyone and cool our flying tempers. Instead, let us move forward TOGETHER.

We can do it. No one will be left behind.

Kaya natin ito. Walang iwanan!

Monday, November 11, 2013

Yolanda Aftermath

My home country has braved through two recent natural calamities: an earthquake and a super typhoon. Resilience from my countrymen has been at its strongest, but prayers and help are very much appreciated from anyone willing to extend a helping hand. Through my social media accounts, I hope to give even a piece of hope to the victims of both the earthquake and Super Typhoon Yolanda. You are not going through this alone. Our hearts are with you.

To my readers, spread the word. Any amount of help means so much. 

Photo credits to: News footage and Yahoo! Philippines

Friday, November 8, 2013


The Peg:  Boots!

I finally got the chance to use my Leaveland boots after a long hiatus of this pair being tucked away in a certain area of our house. I've been stomping around (wearing boots like Gaston!) in them every chance I get. Great way to learn how to (finally) walk in heels. 

I must confess it also made me feel like a dunce when I realized lately the tops could be folded down to create a new look for this pair of dandy footwear:

Without minding the scuffed and peeling exterior of the boot leather, I posed like this for one shot, and really had a ball just re-discovering these kicks. I'm still trying to find a dress that would go well with the pair, but for now, my skinny jeans and my new favorite top will do. 

Of course, let me share this one photo that Mom took of me getting absorbed by a book. A usual scenario in my case. I'm currently enthralled by Cassandra Clare's literary masterpieces: The Mortal Instruments series, and The Infernal Devices series. Here, I'm shown reading Clockwork Princess; the third book for TID. 

Photo Credits: my Mom; PicsArt App for the editing
Penshoppe top, Forever 21 skinny jeans, Leaveland boots, 
Clockwork Princess Book Credits to: Cassandra Clare and McElderry Books,
Disney for the song lyrics

P.S. Stay safe everyone! Typhoon Yolanda hits the Philippines tonight! Charge up your gadgets, stock up on supplies, and keep an ear on the news.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Coffee Shop Tales: The Story of "The Ugly List"

This right here is GOLDEN. A tale that I found while looking for inspirational stories. Unfortunately, my knack for losing website URLs is rearing its ugly head and I couldn't access the site where I got this from. Luckily, I saved a copy of it. My credits go the the Anonymous Writer who shared this with the world. 

 I want to share this with all of you because it's an answer to that age-old cliche' of the beauty concept. If you need further proof that YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL no matter what anyone else thinks, this is it.


Coffee Shop Tales: The Story of “The Ugly List”
By: Anonymous

I used to be a writer for one of my university’s publications. It’s been past a year and a half since I wrote anything that I wanted to share, but I witnessed this particular event and it got my words flowing again.

Let me start by saying that we’ve heard that age old adagě of insults; “That’s what ugly people say to make themselves feel better.” I haven’t read, found, or heard the best comeback to that statement till the day I decided to treat myself to a hot drink at a nearby Starbucks.
             I sat alone at a table with a dog-eared novel and my cappuccino with extra cream and brown sugar. It was one of those transitional weather days, so a lot of people were in the coffee shop to get their caffeine fix. What rudely grabbed my attention away from my book was the presence of two obnoxious boys standing in line, both with huge headphones on, blasting music into their eardrums. They most likely had no clue that they were talking loudly to one another because of the pumped up volume of their tunes, but what that was the least of everyone’s worries. Given their loud braying, EVERYONE in Starbucks could hear them.

Their conversation went like this:

Guy 1: “Dude, we goin’ out to get some chicks tonight?”

Guy 2: “Of course. And we’re not just gettin’ some girls we’re gettin’ SOME!” (high-fives with Guy 1)

Guy 1: How do you get to tap that thang on the hottest girl around? I’m all up on a honey and I see you walking past with one of them ladies who look like they should be in Playboy!

Guy 2: That’s coz I got standards. I ain’t gettin’ with anyone who’s on my Ugly List.

Guy 1: You got an Ugly List?! HAHAHAHA, man, that’s dope! Who’s on it?

Guy 2: Well, there’s those girls who look like they’re straight up outta the mud pits! Like, they don’t wear makeup or nothin’! They look like freaks! All pale and oily, with frizzy hair that looks like a demented Chewana thing in Star Wars. Then there’s those ladies who got so much zits, there ain’t no room for any more on their faces. Even their zits grow zits, man! I’m tellin’ ya, there ain’t no worse nightmare than having one of those zitfaced cratered freaks try and talk with ya, never mind flirt.

Guy 1: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So true! How do you even tell the ladies that they look better WITH makeup on. Thought chicks dig it when you tell ‘em they look pretty without that gunk!

Guy 2: Best way to play safe man, you tell ‘em that they look good either way. With or without makeup. But just so you know, a girl without makeup looks like she just crawled out  from under a grave!

            At this point, there were plenty of frowns and annoyed looks being thrown their way. Believe me, I nearly choked on a mouthful of that cappuccino I was drinking when I heard that last quip. My hands were itching to throw something at them, but the two boys continued to yak it up like there was no tomorrow. Think the insults ended with that last comment? Think again.

Guy 2: And don’t get me started on a chick’s body after she gives birth! Flab everywhere, man! Pregnancy totally ruins their figures! That’s why my Dad isn’t into my Mom anymore. She wanted two kids. She’s still trying to lose all that weight she gained when she got pregnant again. As if I wasn’t enough!

Guy 1: You mean she’s still a heffer?! That’s sick, man! Ain’t she heard of liposuction?

Guy 2: Yeah, she has. But she says she wants to lose weight the natural way. Whatever. She wanted to get knocked up. Let her deal with the after-effects.

            These two boys didn’t notice that the girl standing in line in front of them hung her head, ashamed. There was a little boy with her too, and I saw him shift the envelope he was holding into his other hand and reach out to take the hand of the girl. 
    And, as if they still thought  no one could hear them, that horrendous conversation continued:

Guy 2: But the chicks definitely on my Ugly List are the desperate ones. Like the ones who are so flattered guys say hi to them, they wig out and think they’re Prom Queen.

Guy 1: How do you know if she’s desperate?

Guy 2: Easy, man! She’ll love any kind of attention from a dude. They’ll jump on any chance that comes their way. Just watch.

             To my, (and I’m pretty sure everyone else’s horror too), I saw Guy 2 tap the shoulder of the girl in front of them and say,

Guy 2: You stuck babysitting? Why don’t you ditch the kid at daycare and come hang with us.

Guy 1: *guffaws*

            The girl (who I swear didn’t look a day over 18 , and later I confirmed to be 22 years old and a victim of date rape when she was 16) opened her mouth to say something but the little boy who was with her beat her to the punch.

Little Boy to Guys 1 and 2: She’s my Mom. And no, she can’t hang with you because she’s with me today. I want to buy her her favourite frappuccino with the prize money I got from winning the art contest at school. *holds up the envelope he had in one hand*

Guy 2: Haha! You’ll grow up to be such a loser! Who spends money on their Moms?!

Little Boy: I do. You should try it sometime. And as for your enumeration of all things “ugly” (the kid even did the air quotes gesture!), maybe you should include yourselves on that list.
  At this point, I even managed to murmur “Oooooooh, BURN!” in the general direction of the two boys. I was even pleasantly surprised when the little boy continued to stand up to these two bullies.

Little Boy: And don’t you even dare talk to my Mom again! I think she’s the most beautiful girl in the world without makeup on.
  The little boy’s Mom had tears in her eyes, but she stood proudly by her son’s side. I’m sure she and everyone else could see her son was holding his own.
Guy 2: Just proves you’re a total idiot, kid. That’s what ugly people say to make themselves feel better.

            At that, I was already getting up out of my seat. Boy was I ready to give these two guys a piece of my mind and come to the defense of the young mother and her child, but I stopped short when the little boy grinned and replied with one of the best comebacks to that cliché of an insult.

Little Boy: And that is what you so-called “beautiful” (he did the air quotes gesture again) people say to make yourselves feel better because you know you’re ugliER.

            My action of getting up out my seat turned into me willingly starting a standing ovation for that one little boy. As soon as I started applauding, EVERYONE at Starbucks, even the baristas and employees behind the counter, joined in.

            I scooped up my coffee cup and started to make my way over to the mother and the little boy to congratulate the child on standing up for himself and his Mom. I was beat to it again by a respectable-looking man in a sharp suit and salt-and-pepper hair. He gave the little boy a high-five and said, “Keep your prize money for another day. Your Mom’s frappuccino order is on me. I told the barista to give you both a couple of slices of chocolate cake too. Enjoy. You deserve it, kid. You’re a hero!”
“Thank you, Sir!” The little boy shook the hand of the man.
  The man turned to the little boy’s Mom. “Keep raising him the way you are. You’re doing it right.”

His parting words for the little boy?

“I’m going home right now to tell my grandson about you. I hope he’ll grow up to be as brave as you are, little hero!”
            I stood there taking it all in, the mother crying and hugging her little boy and whispering something only he could hear. The two obnoxious guys turning red with humiliation making their way out of the coffee shop. I finally got a chance to speak to the young mother and her son, and I knew what I wanted to do.

            I  told them. ”I used to be a writer, and what happened here today with you and your son gave me enough inspiration to write again. Will you let me share your story?”

            The little boy’s eyes widened. “Really, Miss? You mean it?”

“Of course. You were so brave to stand up to those two losers. There are no words for how much you impressed a lot of people, but I can try and come up with something, with your permission of course” I turned to the young Mom.
   She smiled, tears still glistening at the corners of her eyes. “We’re honored, Ma’am.” She shook my hand.

            “The honor is mine.” I inclined my head.

            By the time I left the coffee shop, my brainstorm was in full gear. I knew I had to let the world know how much this one little boy inspired me.
  So ladies, take it from that kid. You’re beautiful, no matter what you look. And for that wonderful compliment to come from a child, well, you know it must be truth.

And there you have it. That kid is really a hero. Let me show you some of the picture comments this story got so far:

 It took me a while to understand this one, but I remembered that Franchesca Bruni form the movie "Casanova" was a brilliant writer who advocated women. She used the nom de plume' Bernardo Guardi in order to ensure her work would be published in a very masculine-favoring society.

Here's a couple more that I got a kick out of:

Sunday, September 29, 2013

Birthday Post

Peg 1: A Joint Celebration

So glad that I was able to meet up with two dear high school friends for a joint birthday lunch for me and Miss Erica Perez, a fellow September birthday celebrant. In between conversations involving work (for me and Erica), school (for Cara, a.k.a. Echo), boys, and stories, I found that your heart really does reach out to people you love very much, no matter how far apart you've been for a period of time that feels like ages. 

We're still those girls who got through the epic journey that is high school!

Peg 2: My 24th Birthday, Day of.

Mom surprised me with a chocolate birthday cake that she cleverly concealed when I got home from work. She was able to put it back in the fridge after I decided to faceplant into my pillow early to get some sleep before the big 2-4. I woke up for breakfast and found the tasty confection all ready with such a sweet dedication! Love you, Mom!


After phone calls from all over the family tree and text messages from beloved friends, I dug in and didn't resurface from this cake till I was told to save some appetite for my birthday lunch. 

Peg 3: Lomo!

This particular filter is becoming one of my favorites! I love the vintage vibe that it brings to any shot. Take a look at these scenes from my birthday lunch with four of my cousins.

Feeling very thankful that I reached this age, and even more thankful I got to share the day with these awesome people! Here's to more chances for an EPIC year! 

Special thanks to Gerry's Grill at The District, Cavite for that special scoop of strawberry ice cream they gave me for my birthday.

Photos taken by: My Mom 
Credits to: The District, Cavite; Red Ribbon for the Chocolate Dedication Cake, and PicsArt App for the photo edits.

Friday, August 30, 2013

Demigod in Training

The Peg: A Fresh Start (Take 2), and Percy Jackson and The Olympians: The Sea of Monsters

I'm still in my Blogger transition phase, so to speak, and I have yet to decide on what kind of blog type I want. I apologize for my change of layout and title again, but I hope to show you how much I'm discovering a love for sharing photographs, quotes, movies, food, and of course, book inspirations.

This is me starting again. I don't want to give up on this blog because of the feeling that I'm on to something. May be I’ll find out what’s missing if I work on honing this particular art that is blogging.

So, I took a hiatus and did some thinking on my photos, context, and theme. With some help from the inspirational post by Miss Danika Rio Navarro of Hello Rio!, I found out that I make the best entries according to my mood. Hence, I renamed my blog Moodpegs. Hope it fits.

With that in mind, here are my photos for August.

In honor of the much-awaited premiere of Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Sea of Monsters, I wore my Camp Half-Blood shirt with one of my favourite pairs of jeans. A typical camper look paired with my high-cut sneakers. To top everything off, I also braided my hair the way I saw Annabeth Chase’s hair would be like on the movie promotional images.

Here’s me waiting for my coffee order at a little cafe’ at the mall. I practically oozed with anticipation for the movie! Despite the missing elements from the book, I did enjoy the whole film. I was also named Movie Audience Blooper of the Day when I was reciting the Prophecy along with Percy. There was a moment where he paused before saying the rest of the lines and I said them out loud in advance, so it spoiled the suspense for the people seated near my Mom and I.

P.S. Wish I had brought Harrod.

Photos by: My Mom
Photo edit credits: PicsArt App and Photoscape
Clothes: Camp Half-Blood shirt made-to-order at J's Backyard-Imus, Cavite branch, jeans from Pink Elegance, and sneakers from Mark Ecko Red.

Monday, July 22, 2013


Bullying is an issue that has plagued the world since time immemorial. I will admit to being guilty of it as well as being a victim of it. I am now pledging to my readers that I will strive to not make this the case anymore. 
I have accepted that I cannot be everywhere to help stand up for those who are victims of this so-called “petty oppression", but what I can do is write. So to those of you feeling alone in any kind of situation due to bullying, please consider this my way of reaching out to you.
I wrote this as a status post, and I am sharing its image in order to let you all know that you are not alone in facing whatever misdeeds or unfair actions come your way because of these people who find it amusing to demean or threaten you. Take heart! <3 And I send my love to you across the miles.

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Snacktime: Cupcakes.

       Had to go to Makati last Friday with Mom. Thought we'd make the most of the trip, so I surprised her with a snack treat to Cupcakes by Sonja. It's a cupcake joint that was highly recommended by one of my favorite fashion bloggers: Miss Tricia Gosingtian

      Feast your eyes! This is what Mom and I had for our pre-shopping munchtime: the Red Velvet Vixen.

     I even caught Mom sneaking some icing off of my cupcake when she was done eating hers. That's how great these babies taste! Velvety-smooth, plus rich flavor! 


     Check out this sweet Chocolate-Cheesecake Swirl cupcake that Mom decided to bring home. I got a taste of it when she had one of her daily doses of coffee. The layers of chocolate and cheese blend well! (Don't think about the calories!)

      Their take-home bags are simple and environment friendly. I like how dainty they make you feel while you carry them around. 

Monday, July 1, 2013

Breakfast Noms

     Here we have another breakfast conversation between me and Harrod. Believe me, when Mom broke out the smoked ham and special cheese and crackers, I was for going all out and making a hearty meal! (Hence the slightly burnt pesto bread I added to the menu). It was fun watching the colored mini-marshmallows melt in my morning mug of hot chocolate. 

See this array of tasty noms? I am so glad that the ham was the cold-cut kind!

This is me teaching  my dear teddy how to make an hors d'ouevres sandwich:

But he had a different opinion...

  He had a point. Maybe when I get the chance, I'll make mini pepperoni pizzas with those tortilla wrappers I get at supermarkets.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

To Paris! (Someday)

Been seeing so many French-related themes, objects, photos, food, and clothes lately that it just brought back one of my Bucketlist items: To go to the one and only city where L-O-V-E is the word on the street AND the lifestyle of the people: PARIS.

So, I'm sharing these with you. Some ideas and flights of whimsy whenever I think of visiting that famous city.  

You can tell I'm a 90's kid by the photo of Madeleine included in the collage. And of course, I'm not missing out on authentic French macarons

This is one of the places I hope I'll get to see. I thought of it when I was eating pasta at one of the popular cafe's here in the Philippines. I don't know exactly where in Paris this is, but it looks like something out of a dream!

Monday, June 17, 2013

The Rundown

       So, to start things off comic-wise. Here are the things Harrod and I have been up to from the day we met:

       Now how 'bout that? A good, old-fashioned handshake to get the friendship on the right track! We're gonna give Calvin and Hobbes a run for their money. (No copyright infringement intended, and I am a HUGE fan of Bill Watterson!)

          Bono Gelato RULES! Try it for a day out with family and friends! 


      And here we have Harrod's first breakfast at home. We split a bowl of Rice Crispies, a banana-chocolate chip muffin, and a small bottle of milk.


 Would you believe he woke me up early on a Friday morning?! My hospital shift wasn't until 2 P.M.! Did I mention that there were no eggs and bacon waiting for me at the breakfast table? (Hence the look on my face) 

     Had to make us a grilled cheese sandwich to split.

       Despite that last misadventure, I'm still finding that having my teddy bear around is a great thing. :-D 

Saturday, June 15, 2013

Fashion Blog Bloopers

I want to dedicate this particular post to explanations. See, I'm a fan and an avid reader of several fashion blogs like Miss Jones ,Hello-Rio, and the one and only Miss Camille Co's blog.

Needless to say I wanted to make a blog of my own, so read on and see my hilarious attempts at fashion blogging, or what I like to call FBBs.(Fashion Blog Bloopers)

(Disclamer: I posted this not to discourage all you aspiring fashion bloggers out there, but to share with you the lessons I learned in my own attempts.)

First up, I tried an Outfit Of The Day post and ended up with this:

I know. It has EPIC FAIL written all over it. Believe me, I thought this was my first success at capturing an ensemble that I felt great in. I thought I could remedy all the wrong parts of this picture with my photo editing skills, but I found that my knack for righting all my photo wrongs is at a very minimum level.

Second try: Mom and I had a shopping day, so I figured the urbanized areas would make a great background. I was wrong yet again, and here is proof:

I thought that filtering the light would make it look better. Sad to say I didn't count on the fact that you can only go so far with trying to edit natural light.

Third try: Third time's the charm... or so I thought. No editing the natural light this time, and I had Mom coaching me on how to pose. Somehow, I could NOT get it right.We just have to accept that there are some days when you and the camera do not get along.

Fourth try: I thought this would be IT. Unfortunately, when it comes to fashion blogging, no 'eureka' moments for my case.

Confession: This white dress of mine DID NOT fit me as well as I thought it would. It's way too loose, so I had to belt it. 

Hopefully, the accessories made up for it. Hopefully. My favorite is the beaded necklace with the star-shaped pendant. I made it when I was little.

So, Lessons Learned:

1) Know your photo-worthy angles. Keep experimenting till you get the right ones. You may feel awkward about it at first, especially when you try the different swings, steps, and gestures, but it'll be worth it. You'll be surprised at what poses work for you. Several posing guides are available in photography books or online. I recommend creating an account at Pinterest and compiling a set of poses and styles you'd like to use as your basis.

2) As much as possible, shoot your photos in natural light. Learn from my fiasco of a photo in my second try above. DO NOT OVER-EDIT photos taken in natural light. It's one of the best and most flattering lighting there is. Plus, there will be no harsh,in-your-face light glares that will make you squint too much.

3) Make sure the clothes you wear FIT YOU WELL. They should NOT be too tight that you look like you're about to join the sausage display at your nearest deli. They shouldn't be too loose either. Cliche' as it may seem, your body type is something you should be proud of! Don't suffocate it with undersized clothing or hide it under drapes of cloth you want to use to hide those so-called "imperfections".Be a rebel and work clothes to your advantage by trying them on before buying them and re-styling them with quirky embellishments in the form of accessories.

4)DO NOT GO OVERBOARD with the 'blemish fix/correction' and 'airbrush' tool of your chosen photo editing program. If you have a tool that reduces shine on the skin, use that one to avoid making your face look caked in cover-up.

5) Try different photo editing programs and explore each of the available tools and functions. 

So, if you're really firm on starting or continuing that fashion blog, GO FOR IT!

I hope that somehow, my FBBs and Lessons Learned were able to help you.

As for me, I'll fully and unashamedly admit that fashion blogging is not for me. I'm going to start posting what I do best, which is create stories

So, here's to letting go and getting a fresh start. 

The Storyboard: My Life In Photo-Comics will be my way of sharing it with you.

For the full posts behind these fiasco photos, check out my Tumblr site.

Please Bear With Me

It took me some time to finally decide on having two sites on the World Wide Web. I figure it's a great way 
to share my story, so for those of you who've just stumbled on my blog, here's the scoop:

I have a Tumblr site: http://theickie.tumblr.com. I've also been asked on how to pronounce it, so I'll clarify things as well: it's the-ick-ie,not thei-ckie. The last two syllables rhyme with sticky.

Ickie is a nickname of mine, given by some good friends back in our freshman year of high school. (Hi, Hannah, Cara (a.k.a. Echo), and Steven!)

Anyway, I'm trying to synchronize my posts on both this site and my Tumblr site to make entries available for 
users and readers of both Tumblr and Blogger. I humbly ask you all to bear with me as I do some catching
up with my Blogger site.

Storyboard Sneak Peek!

Meet Harrod!

       Mom bought him for me as a gift during our Makati City shopping day last Sunday, May 19. I immediately fell in love with that expression of gentle wisdom on his face. Call him the Hobbes to my Calvin. (In honor of that comic book genius, Bill Watterson.) :-)
       I decided on the name Harrod because it was written on the ribbon around his neck. (I divested him of that particular bauble because I find it constricting) Plus this city outing of mine and Mom’s reminded me of that scene in ‘The Parent Trap’ where Elizabeth asks Hallie if she wants to spend the day getting lost in Harrod’s, London.
     So, as every child and child-at-heart believes, your toys are true companions. Harrod has become one of mine. Hope he finds a place in your hearts as well as he’ll be part of my Storyboard!

Friday, June 14, 2013

Up and Coming

Hello, and welcome to my newest space on the World Wide Web!

For those who read my Tumblr site: http://theickie.tumblr.com, this is my way of reaching out to share my story with more of the world's online readers. 

I hope you enjoy!