Ya, me neither.
I'm kidding.
Today was actually one of those days.
I had an incredibly joyous weekend hangover*. It was the start of Fall Fashion Week. Outside it was a rainy, blustery day full of lightening and blowing leaves. Basically, I was blissed out.
Then, a blogger commented that I look like I love my life. That one simple comment stopped me in my tracks. She put into words exactly what I was experiencing.
I do love my life. She was totally right.
How awesome is that?
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I! Love! My! Life!
{It’s been awhile since I said that.}
*Not THAT kind of hangover. A weekend hangover is the leftover happiness from all the amazingness that the weekend included.
