i believe…… 

i believe a carousel of sparkles ’round the wrist can take a dour mood into a jolly party.

i never eschew the power of a bauble.

i believe in the dawn.

the emergence of a new day, a new sun, especially after a storm. it reminds me that nothing is permanent, everything eventually ends, even the dark clouds and the howling winds, which i actually find thrilling and tutorial.

i try to soak in the beauty and lessons of the darkness for this is where the splendor really occurs; nothing is more rapturous than catharsis.

i believe in skirts.

i’m a sucker for a twirling hemline.

even if i’m just lounging around at home, i’m happiest if it’s in something that swirls and swishes as i walk down the stairs carrying laundry baskets and loading dishes.

there’s something instantly ladylike about a skirt, and i’m lady-gaga for them.

i believe in reading the paper.

the actual newsprint paper. black smudges on my fingertips, turning the pages awkwardly, waiting on my doorstep for the grumpy delivery man as he repeatedly doesn’t return my “good morning” salutations; i adore the process of a good, old-fashioned grimy paper.

the ritual of a newspaper in hand, and the anticipation of reading the day’s events and stories unfolding before me; i eat this ritual up like truffle fries.

i believe in sweet peas.

since i can remember these fragrant, ethereal flowers have been my favorite. sweet peas brighten up any room they grace, and look best in a mason jar rather than some fancy-nancy vase; which is kind of like the sweet pea herself. don’t let the moniker and fragile looking petals fool you, sweet peas are down home gals. they vine up right here down by the seaside or right up along a country road. the kind of broad i like: malleable but still girly.

 i believe in naps.

i believe in the life healing powers of the nap. more than any green drink, prescriptive tonic or thai massage, the shut of one’s eye can remove baggage {often of the under eye ilk}, soften moods, and reinvigorate me into a better human being.

a nap is just good home economics people.

i say we introduce a bill in the senate to re-instate pre-school naptime into the workday.

all in favor?

i believe in the path of the least {kindest} resistance.

if you can’t kill them with love and sweet, you’re doing it wrong.

and finally……


so what are currently believing in m’loves?