Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday, one and all! Don't forget to swing by Osbasso's for the rest of the loveliness.
Yes, "Ivey" is a play on words, so to speak. I.V. Inner Voice. So Ivey Lane is a state of (my) mind. It's also a figurative place. Average Americana. The behind the blinds peak into what could be any home, anywhere, with it's inhabitants secrets, desires, and dreams. If you ever saw me, you might think "That's a pretty average woman." But if you knew me, you'd know that's not the case. I am much more -- and often much less -- than I appear. Welcome to Ivey Lane.