I stand on chairs in Argyle Socks. Do you?

Sorry i’ve been so busy lately. It has been hectic with

CHRISTMAS

and all.

But now I have a spare minute while sitting here in the Sammy Jeans and a pair of dangling silver earrings.

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The 25th was a sprucey day. It was filled with too much wrapping paper, lovely ribbon, burnt waffles in the morning, friends, homemade bread, little white lights, and argyle socks.

I thought it was just jolly. But that was mostly because I ended up with Martin Chuzzlewit in one hand, a typewriter in front of me, a locket round my neck, and a cup of WHITE CHRISTMAS tea in my other hand.

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Life is good.

Love.from

-Bella

My copper pots and pans.

Yesterday I wished for

shiny

COPPER

POTS

&

PANS.

(It’s something to do with a little story.)

♥

Love.from

-Bella

My wish.list

Mother asked me what I want for Christmas.

I don’t have much,

but

I would like:

1.Ballet Flats with Bows on the toes.

(Find these↑ here.)

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2.A Locket.

(To find this↑ click here.)

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3. Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets: BROWNING.

(Here.)

(So I can read more of this:

“Every common bush is set afire..but only he who sees will take off his shoes..while the rest of us sit around and pluck blackberries.”

Who doesn’t love that?)

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4.A Poinsettia.

(I always wanted a Red Poinsettia♥…)

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And

I would pretty much be completely happy if the only thing I had in my hands on Christmas Morning was

5.Tickets to The Nutcracker Ballet.

(PLEASE♥.)

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Love.from

-Bella

.twinkle.♥

Today is:

HANGING UP CHRISTMAS LIGHTS ON THE ROOFTOP.

twinkle.
twinkle.
twinkle.

(I think John Keats would have been in love with Christmas lights.)

and

Pumpkin Pie in the fridge.

♥

Yesterday was:

Red sweaters.

and

Sardines.

and

Purple scarves.

and

Almost crying because my fingers were frozen.

♥

Love.from

-Bella♥

WHAT I REALLY WANT FOR CHRISTMAS…

Is the Toile Party Dress by SarahSeven on ETSY.

I think I’m kind of in love with it.

(Maybe you could sew a miracle Ria, and do a look-a-like for me?)

Love.

-Bella.dear

xoxo

Rooibos makes your face hurt less.

We had an Indoor game tonight—I got hit in the face.

Again.

And we lost.

Again.

Down by 1.

But we have such great heart.

(At least that’s what we say…)

…

My life is a mish-mash of many a thing right now. In short:

.Brownies.

.Chariot by: Gavin DeGraw.

.PUMA indoor shoes.

.Christmas gifts.

.UNO.

.Some Scrabble.

.Writing.

.Blankets.

.Socks.

.Sparkly flats and black tights.

.Talking.Talking.Talking.

.Sweaters.

.Letters.

.Sore left side of my face.

.Searching for more Clare Darcy.

.Wanting Phineas Finn.

.Reading Shakespeare.

.OPERA.

.Cold fingers.

.Poofy hair.

It’s pretty darn grand.

…

I think I’ll head to bed.

And tomorrow I’ll have a cup of Rooibos tea.

And start Ria’s Christmas gift.

And wear my PUMAS around the house.

It will be sprucey.

Love.

-Bella.dear

FRIDAY (with TONY and Ria.)

its FRIDAY.

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Dear DOLCE &GABBANA,

i wish you smelled as good on me as you do on Ria.

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Dear cantoloupe,

you’re pretty darn scrumptious.

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Dear hard workout today,

i think i’m ready for you.

you can’t be that hard.

well maybe…

or else you wouldn’t be called

HARD.

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Dear West Side Story,

you rock my socks off. and there is nothing in the world like you. you are a MASTERPIECE. and i just have to say, I ♥ TONY. and everyone should HEART him too.

(i wish i could see you on Broadway. 8 o’clock, NY, Palace Theatre, TONIGHT. but i suppose i’ll have to settle for the couch and Ria and the film.)

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Dear Christmas gifts,

you are making my head hurt.

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Dear Mr.Dante and his RUBIKS cube,

you’ll solve it someday dear.

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Dear bicycle,

i’m kind of upset that you broke. you make my face turn red. and my ears turn red.

fix yourself.

just kidding. i’ll try to fix you. but Papa will have to do most of the work.

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Dear boys jeans,

why O why do Miss Tandy and Ria each get a pair of you and i do not? i don’t think that’s quite fair. do you?

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Dear Ria,

let’s play Project Runway today sweetheart.

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Dear story,

you

are

scrumptious.

(one of my favourites.)

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much love.

-Bella

xoxoxoxo

the Dears

Dear men’s trouser socks,

ummm….i kind of think i’m in love with you. its positively thrilling how many colours and patterns and textures you come in. what’s not to love? you are wonderful. and seriously, whoever invented you was wonderful. and O, you’re just so wonderful.

(i’m sorry all of your socks have been stolen Daddy.)

i heart you men’s socks.

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Dear teapot,

you rock my men’s trouser socks off.

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Dear “people who don’t really care what they’re wearing,”

i’m sorry you don’t care how you look. it makes me sad. i hope you figure out that dressing up for life can make your day. really, it can. it does. if everyone in the world decided that dressing classy was the way to be, i think more people would fall in love and believe in exercise and realize that RED is not just a colour and they would be smarter. ladies were made to wear skirts. and men in button-up shirts are to die for. get it in your head please. your outward appearance might not be the most important thing, but it’s the first thing people see. would’nt you rather be judged on looking classic, than like a gangster with his pants falling off? i for one would rather be taken as a lady, than one who cares not one wit for how she looks after she wakes up. between sweats and a dress, there’s really no choice…

choose the dress.

its much more becoming.

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Dear boy in my head,

you are pretty darn cute. and that little lady you manage to make fall in love with you, O she’s incredible. i hope i finish you in time for Christmas…

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Dear sweater,

just one more sleeve to knit.

i’ll finish you.

i promise.

you’re looking pretty darn snazzy.

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Dear Miss Tandy’s Christmas gift,

you are splendid. positively splendid. i can’t even believe i thought you up. you’ll be adorable. and terribly hard to make. but you’ll be worth it. so worth it.

bother.

whay are the sweet things hardest to make?

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love.

-Bella.dear