:::my life. or rather, how i fancy living it:::
something i wrote a while ago to tickle your ears.
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“would you please kiss this frog so that i could take a lovely picture of you?” he asked while waving his camera. “will it be my prince afterwards?” she replied. “no,” he blushed. “but i will…”
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-Bella
Miss Tandy and i went and stayed at my Lala’s house this last weekend. {i love her}. i slept on the floor next to her bright yellow dresser at night. i wore all her lovely clothes. i drank tea with her. i stayed up into the early hours of the morning with her. and i was just with her. {i love her}.
it made me happy.
she sent me home with a new little black dress, 2 little blue dresses, a book of the most misspelled and mispronounced words, and some lovely memories.
that made me even happier.
when Miss Tandy and i got home, she drew a chalk heart in the road and we stood in it together. {i adore her}.
(now i’m off to paint in my jean shorts with Miss Tandy and Mumsie…)
-Bella
i'm Bella.
i love clotheslines, writing, humor, the colour cornflower blue, ballet, baking bread, and freckles.
i collect red lipstick, bowties+neckties, vinyl records, and classic books.
i have J.Crew rainboots, too many {little black dresses}, a good hankering for italiano food everyday, and such a want to go see the opera.
i think boys with their shirtsleeves rolled up are better, Charles Dickens was amazing,vintage is the best, goodwill is the way to go, Church makes everyone hungry, and life is about swing dancing.
that's me in a nutshell.
