“blushing is the most peculiar and most human of all expressions.” // c. darwin
we’re only nine days in, and i can say with as much certainty as i can muster, that january has been kicking my ass all over the place.
i’m not sure whether it’s the weather, or that waking up before the sun has finally caught up with me – (and then promptly sat down again), or it’s just that my age has put a shadow on my complexion. all i know, is that along with the pancake that conceals the gray pocketbooks under my eyes, i’m now in definite need of a flush on the wan apples of my cheeks. and although it was chance that led me to it, i think i’ve found the most perfect antidote to having no glow. i finally look a little more alive…
☆ // have a rosy weekend.