darcy does this wonderful, rare thing...

where she is all about the love...

and the creativity...

and bringing on the light (and da funk)...

yet somehow she pulls this all off with
a charmingly down-to-earth, humourous
sensibility. there is no bullshit flying. there
is no annoyance factor. there is raw
creativity and energy and the sort of
smile that makes you want to do something
mischievous.

i love all this about Darcy. i love seeing
positivity embodied (without the negative
side effects it seems to produce in so
many other people who are not blessed
with primal Darciness).

so D A R C Y, i hail thee.

xo
tiffany

Your ass has my back.

You put the "booty" in "booty-call".

BIG LOVE BABY!

darcy is spectacularific.

her heart is open and true.
exuding love all over the place
so ~brightly~

a true friend
* and her little lion *
they always invite me in
and take such good care of me.

she weaves magic
in her wake.
werlds swirling into existence
as shie passes

once in a while you meet those
people you know
you'll always know...
who touch your life
irreversibly.

-THAT-
is exciting!

yay!!

On my wedding night, at burningman, Darcy let it be possible for my husband and I to be zapped by megavolt! We had only been married for less than an hour, and it was so spontanious yet magical for we were able to truly test our vows, from death to us part. Yay Darcy! We will never forget that moment! Happy bman!

"Plans change constantly". And when Darcy is leading the charge, they change for the better, the more-ambitious, the more glittery, if you know what I mean.

"I'm overstimulated". And she is. She surrounds herself with beautiful creatures, projects, madcap fools and village idiots. But she knows when to sweep the floor and when to turn on the bright lights. There are layers of practical stimulation and clouds of whimsical poking going on underneath the ears that poke out of her hair atop her head.

"Write it in my book". And you do. Because it will return, like a successful television series, over and over and over until it fits somewhere. Because she does. And she is. And she will.

Mwah!