JOJAPIPOSA

A Fly can't bird, but a Bird can fly.
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    Visitors beware! You stop by my studio, you’ll be requested to improvise in the great white hallway, like world traveler Michael who snaked and shimmied away!

    Ducks swimming in a lobby

    Swimming, decoying, parading around.
    But… There’s a story behind, which makes it all the more interesting, but I will keep, not share. If you wish to know you must travel and experiment.
    Seems like carrying a cat on your head…
    I would never dream to assume the improvised hat comes close to the geniality of the live display.
    Don’t say…
    Inside portrayed as outside. Water runs here but rain will not soak. Do you understand what I mean? Improvise, feel free, you TCB but worry less, things move at their own pace. They say “follow your bliss”, I say throw ducks in a lobby and see what comes.

    She came, she saw, she helped me pack. I invited my favorite fashion blogger / stylist to help me ready and chic for The Road Less Traveled. Thanks Fashion Poet!

    Haute Cowgirl, Fashion Poet style Geez... hungry back there?

    What to pack? What to pack? What will I need when I’m far, far away from here?

    You must travel in style! - Said she

    So, I agreed and invited my favorite fashion blogger and stylist extraordinaire to help me pack the most colorful suitcase I had ever seen in my life!

    Who is he? And what is he doing here?

    I had to explain to her that the afternoon wouldn’t be complete without my creative collaborator by our side.

    If you want to know why packing is so important for this trip, click here!

    Hippie means weird in mommy talk

    Be honest, are you really friends with her?
    It was her unbirthday party.
    Just for two?
    I’ve got proof.
    Why was dessert eaten first?
    That’s just the kind of party it was.
    You load up on sugar and leave the carrots for last.
    Nonsense. And all that bouncing… Who was driving that car?
    We had four hands.
    I guess the sixties must be back…

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