It's Freckles.
Yes, you heard me correctly. It's Freckles.
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I may have a problem. -But you know what they say, the first step toward overcoming your problem is admitting you have one.
I like paper. I like it a lot. It’s crisp and pretty and comes in so many beautiful colors and patterns. It’s kind of like being in the necktie department of Nordstrom. I have no use for ties though, as they’re impossible to wrap gifts with. On the other hand, I have a lot of delicious paper. Striped paper, flowered paper, geometrically patterned paper. Paper for birthdays, for babies, for weddings and holidays.
I give a lot of gifts and it’s important to me that they be presented nicely, but I could probably give one a day for the rest of the year, and depending on size, I might still have some paper left over. So clearly, it’s not about utility, but about making my heart go pitty-pat. -Which it does, so I keep buying it…
I have a similar problem with ribbon, but that’s a post for another day.
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So I’m not the kind of girl who cares about status bags/shoes/clothes. I just care if they look good and work well. But. Due to a very lovely Valentine’s gift, I am now the proud owner of the Coach Penelope Shopper (in Platinum). The perfect marriage of utility and style. No really. Roomy enough to hold anything I might ever need, yet not so big it gives me scoliosis. Perfectly partitioned, so nothing gets lost and all is held safe. The platinum goes with black and brown and is therefore the Holy Grail of accessory colors, especially if you either don’t have a lot of bags or just hate switching everything out on a daily basis. And it’s just pretty. Oh so pretty…
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways!
1. Hmmmm…One. Oneoneone. Nuuumber one… Oh yeah! You made me a lovely gift to tinker with. Te Amo!
