Swaying in your man’s arms as the jukebox fills your favorite dive bar with the sound of Elvis Presley’s voice. There’s no way anyone could feel sad in this holiday blue.
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Swaying in your man’s arms as the jukebox fills your favorite dive bar with the sound of Elvis Presley’s voice. There’s no way anyone could feel sad in this holiday blue.
| Weight | 0.5 oz |
|---|---|
| Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
| Color | Blue |
Clinging to your scarf as you shiver your buns off, you can’t help but wonder how you, a southern girl, managed to be up north for the winter.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
Dancing it out in the first snowfall of the season because there’s nothing better than wintertime.
They've started counting. You scan the room until your eyes find his. Wanting to be together, you both hurry through the crowd. 3..2..1.. *cue fireworks*
“All done!” you used to shout to Grandpa, proud that you’d poured all the eggnog without a spill. He’d look down at you with a smile and remind you, “Don’t forget the Nutmeg.”
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