The Iron Sort

Honeybee was supposed to be a boy.

I had determined this fact through strict scientific research (i.e., Chinese gender charts...obviously), and there was not a doubt in my mind.

But when she came out, all purple and mad and absolutely, irrefutably female, I was shocked. And I was beyond bliss.

A girl! I felt so lucky. And I still do.

Honeybee is a tiny, pixie-like creature with a big smile and a mop of blonde hair. She's a force to be reckoned with, her raspy, robust voice projecting outward with the startling power of a Mini Jambox, her will of the iron sort.

There are many things that we share, but today (and I'm slightly embarrassed about this, especially considering my last post) it comes back to shoes. Converse, to be exact.

The heels are strictly her own taste. ;)