Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Wow. When I was visiting and looking at magazines with Unity, I saw a real rocker-type handbag ($$$) called the Brixton (something). It was black and had all kinds of metal hardware on it and was pricey. I DID NOT show it to Unity...not her type anyway. Very UK hip.
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Wow. When I was visiting and looking at magazines with Unity, I saw a real rocker-type handbag ($$$) called the Brixton (something). It was black and had all kinds of metal hardware on it and was pricey. I DID NOT show it to Unity...not her type anyway.
Very UK hip.
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