When It Comes To Life And Love,

I Love Walking Into A Closet And Smelling Lingering Perfume, So I Always Spray My Clothes. And At The End Of The Bottle, When The Atomizer No Longer Reaches The Tiny Little Dribble That Is Left, I Unscrew The Top And Pour The Remainder Onto A T-shirt Or Dress.

Come Little Children, I'll Take Thee Away Into A Land Of Enchantment. Come Little Children, The Time's Come To Play Here In My Garden Of Magic.

As We Speed Along This Endless Road To The Destination Called Who We Hope To Be, I Can't Help But Whine, 'are We There Yet?'.

It's Like Reading A Book About A Life That You Will Never Occupy, But That's The Beauty Of Being Transported.

Fashion Is Not A Luxury, It's A Right