Twinkle Twinkle Little Burb…

As you may have already deduced, the burbs challenge me.  Daily.

Exhibit A – cannot walk to Starbucks.

That is why a gorgeous summer night with many twinkling stars does not escape my appreciation.  (vast amounts of twinkling stars are rarely recognizable in the city sky)

And what better way to take it all in, than to slip on a pair of Cinderella-esque Louboutins, (click here to be whisked away to Fifi-strass), pour a glass of champs and lie on the grass counting the stars?

Simple, happy, burb moment!

(do you see the grass hanging off the heel – ugh, nature)