grown-woman pleasures

aniemczu — Thu, 26 Jan 2012 14:36:02 +0000

…talking to strangers, trying on the most beautiful dresses in the store and twirling in front of the mirror in every one, sleeping on top of mountains and falling asleep after sunset and waking up for sunrise, laughing on the phone with someone you have conspired since you were a teenager, filling a kitchen with steam from apple sauce or blueberry jam, wearing aprons that have stories, making omelets from your own chickens’ eggs, collecting an assortment of tea to offer guests and yourself, coddling a cup of tea at the beginning, middle, and end of the day and whatever necessary points in-between, liberally complimenting others, admiring jewelry in cases even though you could never afford it yourself and colors on other women though you could never wear them yourself, having an entire house of your own to host tea parties and dance parties and sleepovers and any other gathering you please, knowing you only need to stay at an occasion as long as its fun, wearing slippers and a bathrobe every evening, opening the shades to let in the sunlight every morning, standing next to a strong man and feeling small, being held…

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