let lemons be angry

I was so tired over the weekend. But look at that, and that, and that. Silly me always looks at the imperfections, when there is so much joy around. So I had a twelve-hour sleep and woke up with a burst of energy, washing and tossing things without mercy.

While spring cleaning I found a ghastly number of eyeshadow pots in my drawers. Ghastly because I don't wear any colour except black and brown. I finally found the courage to dump all my lipglosses though. Only one thing from my past I'll keep: a bottle of the Body Shop's Virtual Cherry perfume that I haven't been able to let go of for seven years. There're only a few drops of it in there, but I swear it's the scent of my life. That's why I took Nina Ricci's Cherry Fantasy from sharon. It's still not quite the same but it'll get there. I'm keeping Virtual Cherry for another seven years. Some part of me is still fifteen.