i’m not sure what in God’s green earth made me ever think this makeover project might be simple. but, apparently aliens took over my brain and i had a case of short-term dementia that…
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we all know i’m a pretty unpredictable (translate: mediocre, subpar, second-rate) blogger. but this time, we’ve been off the ole blog grid for a shamefully long time. (does >3 months quantify as shamefully long?…
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“i like to dream…right between my sound machine, on a cloud of sound, i drift in the night. any place it goes is right, goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here.”…
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we have a confession: it involves rhinestones. and curtains. and a mexican batea. and a cowboy… NoW that MiRANdA has seen her 1953 FLyING CLouD AiRSTreAM transformed into a CoSMIC COwGiRL SaLoon on WhEELS…we’re…
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soooo as if this AiRSTReaM projeCt wasn’t already a bit of a RoLLER coaster ride, we received a late night phone call the night before our final day of work giving us an OFFiCIAL change…
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YeSTErDAY amiE shocked herself not once but twice, I sandEd the floor once twice 3 TiMES, DaD reworked the salvaged CirCUS WHeeL bar top more times than we want to admit & JaNIE was STiLL wishin for a…
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it’s OFFiCIAL. amie’s hyperventilating, my throat is constricting, and JaniE’s still wishing for a CoRONA. PaNIC has moved into GypSYViLLE. 7 DaYS leFT and here’s what the AiRSTREAm looked like this morning… it’s time…
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In tribute to all the ROadside bars, seedy dives, and backROAD dancehalls that have inspired MiRaNda LamBErt along the way, she’s decided it’s time to hit the AmERICAN highways … like a troubadour cowgirl…