- Smell: My darling father's aftershave. It lingers, and yet it isn't overbearing. It seems to make the whole house smell amazing. I never get tired of it, and I tell him so constantly. He definitely smells good.
- Sight: My calendar, when I cross off the 26th of every month. It means that the next day, the 27th, my texting bill starts over. Yes, this makes me ridiculously happy. It shouldn't, but it does.
- Sound: The crunch and swoosh of my beautiful formal dress. All these poofs and layers. Occasionally I just put it on and swirl around my room. I feel like a Disney princess - completely beautiful.
- Taste: One of those giant orange sodas from the cookie kiosk at the mall. I love those things.
- Touch: The genuine squeeze of a genuine person who's genuinely glad to see me. Every time I see someone like this, I don't know whether to grin in cheesy joy just to be near them, or stand paralized in awe of their awesomeness. Do I make sense? Probably not. I'm good at that. :)
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Good Senses
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So? What kind of aftershave is it? I can't wait to see the dress. I'm pretty excited about photographing it. Well, you in it. in awe of their awesomeness I love that line. And, yes, it does make sense.
He says it's Adidas. Thank you so much for doing the photoshoot. I really enjoyed it, and the pictures turned out great! Way to get out in the heat and enjoy yourself anyway.
I had a great time, too.
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