tell me something you love.

i love books without words, and a good calf-length skirt. i love the smell of coco madamoiselle and mother of pearl (have i ever told you that i like mother of pearl?) anything. i love shakira and the feeling i get at the end of vanilla sky (how come no one liked that movie?). i love hot showers and warm soft blankets and naps and the newspaper. i love that tv special where the magician shows me how he did it and i love a good joke. i love to dance and i love to make my bed. i love curled eyelashes, hyperbole, and writing down recipes. i love wearing an apron when i cook and i love unbleached flour. i love sunsets and windy summer days and when the words gold and green are said together. i love the perfect driving music and i love the way a beautiful day makes my heart fill up and i love when i have a secret and no one knows. no one. i even love when it feels like i have a wonderful secret but i don't.