sounds like: No Limit to my Love because The Stars Are mine. Losing myself to Dance because I'm Bound 2 Blur the Lines.
tastes like: lavender caramel latte while I edited the Bakery page on the Society Fair site, Naked green juice while I drove to work on my favorite road - George Washington Parkway, duck carnitas/shrimp/Baja fish tacos while Monica & I discussed wedding invitation design.
feels like: wind in my hair, shameless car dancing, summer mugginess and imminent thunderstorms, and excitement over new projects and new playlists. Friday is but minutes away!
smells like: vanilla bourbon perfume.
photo via PinkRobotBoogaloo
