but my computer is broken and I am trying to write this on my iPhone and I can tell you, with the devil incarnate that is autocorrect, plus my aubergine fingers, that writing is NO fun ( this I literally my eighth attempt).
the perfume, just deliciously arrived in my postbox: immediately, for me, knee weakening. not gardenia, as in gardenia, but plumeria; tiare: a tropical, moist, neptunian, sultry white witch emerging, hair slicked to shoulders, from the sea. sweet Italian bubble bath honey. cuir: but fresh.tango’s eminently wearable younger sister, unencumbered