They say I’m too reserved. I say I am a woman of a few words. But here’s the thing: when I speak, there’s no sugar-coating anything. I don’t fear speaking my truth. I hope you can handle it.
$9.99
They say I’m too reserved. I say I am a woman of a few words. But here’s the thing: when I speak, there’s no sugar-coating anything. I don’t fear speaking my truth. I hope you can handle it.
Weight | 0.5 oz |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Characteristic | Pearlescent |
Color | White |
Going shopping for the annual ugly sweater party that someone always manages to throw.
Ice-skating with family and friends on that frozen pond a couple miles from your house.
The kids can have the costumes. You and your friends are too busy working towards sugar-induced commas on the couch for a scary movie night.
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
What your oversized shades don’t cover, your wide brim fedora makes up for. You don’t let the chaos around you break your stride. In the midst of all the young fans and paparazzi, taupe bag in hand, you own the sidewalk like a runway.
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