Guilty as Charged

A friend told me recently I have an addictive personality when I said I can't stop wanting red boots. Guilty as charged.  Growing up is so much easier than I expected.  But, so much of it is also surreal.  I am 37 in a few weeks and I'm weirdly into it.

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In life, if you're not loving yourself, you're doing it wrong. But if you're loving yourself too much, and blinded to self-improvement by narcissism or denial, you're also doing it wrong.  Life is about walking this weird fine line between really hard and really effortless.

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If you're hoping to get married, spoiler alert: I recommend at least one practice marriage or to wait until you're a bit older to avoid a tremendous mess up. I went the practice marriage route, and that can be expensive, financially and emotionally.  But you bet your boots it ensures you don't do it wrong the second time around. I have no idea how it works to nail it the first time at a young age.  Is that even realistically possible?

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I'm wearing Fleur du Mal.  It's kind of a dream bodysuit.  I have this weird relationship with velvet (and no, we've never been married) because it is a totally amazing but totally terrifying fabric. Like the best lovers, the highs with velvet are so high. But the lows are really low.  

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May your velvet be as smooth as your Wednesday.


Fleur du Mal bodysuit // Manolo Blahnik shoes // Bite lipcolor