Love this, amazingly true
You think that if you get all the window dressing right then everything will be fine.
The floral-patterned dress, the beat up cowboy boots, the vintage leather jacket.
The carefully tousled hair, the oversized sunglasses, exactly the right shade of peachy-pink lipstick.
The golden tan, the throaty laugh, the full smile.
The way the sun hits you from behind, so that you’re sweetly backlit in the late summer afternoon haze.
The books on your shelf. The distressed furniture. The tacky knick knacks you wouldn’t have been caught dead with five years ago.
The antique china tea set your grandmother gave you.
The mint green bike you bought second hand.
The midcentury modern buffet you found on the street on garbage day.
The smart, funny, handsome husband.
The smart, funny, precocious child.
The off-beat, artsy career.
The morning yoga classes you teach, the playlists you create timed perfectly with the flow…
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