dresses. coz i take too long to match pants and shirts and shoes.
bags. but they're usually wayyyyy too big.
coats! for someone who lives in a tropical country, i've got waaay too many.
my closet. it's full. like brimming and exploding.
ohhh my god, blueberry pancakes make me high.
babies. i love babies. in their pajamas with their little legs and smiles and dimples. and i don't just like them when they're old enough to think and not poop everywhere (here's looking at you, steffalumpagus).
europe. was. insane. ly. beautiful.
i've now ditched lilies as my favorite flower and think that if i were a flower, i would be a really bright-colored fuchsia peony. next to yellow and orange peonies.
and i love flower shops in europe where they just pitch em in barrels with paper covers.
sleep. i love to sleep. i love sleep so much, i can sleep through a turbulencing airplance that's about to die a horrible death (true story: boracay to manila 2008. seair, you suck)
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