Walking barefoot with flowers in my hair, dancing to New Orleans bump and grind music, running in circles around the ottoman with Henry and Annabelle, laughing my ass off with my best friend, listening to Billie Holiday, drinking red wine, taking hot bubble baths with candles, being fed chocolate-covered strawberries and grapes while sitting in the bath, hot oil massages, bright red toenails, silk nighties, luxurious linens, moments of grace, swimming in the ocean, slow-dancing with my husband to Ella Fitzgerald singing Cole Porter, watermelon-cilantro margaritas, talking to my sisters, splashing through rain puddles, baking chocolate chip-oatmeal cookies…
I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always.
Welcome to my World.
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