They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right through the alarm and forget to get you up for work. Or call you home from work to kill a spider.
But what happens if a writer falls in love with you?
This is a little more predictable. You will find your hemp necklace with the glass mushroom pendant around the neck of someone at a bus stop in a short story. Your favorite shoes will mysteriously disappear, and show up in a poem.
Wearing: Zara Sweater, Topshop Skirt, Steve Madden Platform heels, Aldo Clutch, Amrita Singh Earrings
I found this lovely poem floating around Tumblr and I had to share it. I must say, I'm all for that unpredictable Life ;)
I've noticed that I have collected a whole lot of Blues, Lace, and Pencil Skirts. I have become obsessed with all three and they are all reflected in this look, but what I am looking forward to are the Spring Pastels!!
I hope You are all Having a Beautiful Day
~ Opal ~