The house is empty and I am barely dressed.

I love these mornings. My sweet smelling mask is on my face, my hair is still tied up and I’m wearing my favorite t-shirt bra and hipsters. I’ve never felt more beautiful. I’m blasting music through my dad’s system, eating breakfast and enjoying being in my skin. There’s nothing more intoxicating than being in love, especially with yourself. I love feeling beautiful.

Tuesday Jan 1 @ 09:30am