The air was cool and the breeze light and the room glow by candlelight as the sweet sound of jazz takes me back to a time of bliss that could never be forgotten.
$9.99
The air was cool and the breeze light and the room glow by candlelight as the sweet sound of jazz takes me back to a time of bliss that could never be forgotten.
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Characteristic | Cream |
Color | Pink |
Arriving to warm hugs from all the relatives you haven’t seen in awhile at the family get together.
Walking into the club with your girls, there’s a silent agreement among you that on the way to the bar you’re all going to slay. You can’t simply walk in a color this fierce. You have to strut.
The kids can have the costumes. You and your friends are too busy working towards sugar-induced commas on the couch for a scary movie night.
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.”
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
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