Years ago, one of my best friends Tyler (a fashion designer you should also check out), brought me home a stowaway snail she found at this plant shop she worked at at the time. Unfortunately, despite my best efforts as a pet mom, it escaped from its tank (rude...and trust issues-inducing!!!!). I’ve since left showing my love and respect for the slime balls to the tattoo of a snail under a disco ball I have on my arm and the framed needlepoint snail that hangs above my mantel.
