1. Dove soap: I inexplicably need this smell in my life. When I shower, I don't fully rinse off parts of my body so that throughout the day I'll get a quick shot of it. I put bars of Dove in my dresser drawers. I wash my cheaper earrings with it so that when I move my head I smell it. It sounds absolutely psycho, I know, but it makes me incredibly happy.
2. Stranger babies: Babies are pure souls protected by leg rolls and chubby cheeks. One thing I've discovered about myself is that babies are drawn to my face- probably because of my dark eyes. I remember reading an article when I had my oldest son that said babies can tell when another child is behaving badly by six months. Naturally, this has morphed in my mind to mean that babies can sense evil. When I see a stranger baby watching me and smiling, I can't help but think that I must not be all that evil of a person, or that maybe our souls were twin flames in another life.
3. Music: I would wither up and die from the inside out without music. I wish with my entire being that I never go deaf. I have the playlist for my funeral/memorial already created. The greatest gift anyone could ever give me is a well thought out mixed tape or CD.
4. A well put together outfit: I don't mean this in the materialistic sense- I really don't care about brands and prices. I simply have a newfound appreciation for an outfit where the little pieces match and pull it together. Shoes that match the slight coloring of flowers on a shirt, an overly dressy skirt dressed down with a denim jacket, a bright scarf teamed with a grey dress, an outfit built on a pair of earrings. I have recently started dressing up a little more for work because I love the small success of putting something cohesive together.
5. People with tattoos: I know it's not good to generalize and stereotype, but I have discovered that despite themselves being heavily judged, the least judgemental and most interesting people have tattoos. When I see someone with a tattoo, I feel like I've found someone that "gets me" by default. When I see someone with a tattoo, I automatically want to hear their story and to watch their face as they tell it.
Love,
A