I made a promise to wear the silk lingerie I’ve been dreaming of wearing. Well, I look the way I feel, so that promise has been fulfilled. I know my boo will love my new piece of silk, too.
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Going shopping for the annual ugly sweater party that someone always manages to throw.
The gentle crackle of the fire is the perfect background music as you snuggle under the blanket, crack open a good book and enjoy some hot cocoa, marshmallows floating on top of course.
Walking into the club with your girls, there’s a silent agreement among you that on the way to the bar you’re all going to slay. You can’t simply walk in a color this fierce. You have to strut.
The faint sound of carolers in the distances as you and a loved take an evening stroll through the park.
“All done!” you used to shout to Grandpa, proud that you’d poured all the eggnog without a spill. He’d look down at you with a smile and remind you, “Don’t forget the Nutmeg.”