6/08/2011

A half-naked truth

Not only do I now know the thrill of feeling cute little boy-hands under my blouse, I also know what it's like to be incredibly hung-over. At first I felt bad when my father tried to get me to go with the family to church (he finally gave up after a heated argument with my mother), but after they all left I experienced freedom like never before. I went downstairs and had Salvatore make me a beautiful steak alla Fiorentina. He worked his magic and then joined me as I ate, we just sat there in silence looking at each other and it was absolutely wonderful. It was only after I returned to my room that I realized I had been wearing my see-through nightgown the whole time, and I didn't even feel embarressed about it. The greatest realization of that entire weekend.

15 comments:

  1. Nice pic! Lovely blog, would you like to follow each other? love, m.

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  2. you're a great writer! have you ever heard of belle-in-arms? she's one of my favorite bloggers and you remind me of her.

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  3. sounds like a great weekend heheh xx

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  4. Absolutely LOVED your blog! Awesome! I've followed you! :)
    I've read some of your posts.. n all I can say is keep going! Trust yourself :)

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  5. I love this photo! :D
    xx
    fashionbit

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  6. Love the blog! Cool photo too!!!


    Lola x
    http://lola-x.blogspot.com

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  7. this images is so hauntingly beautiful xxx

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  8. Love this photo. Your hair looks great!!

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    strawberry freckleface

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  9. Lovely photo and blog.

    ♥ sécia
    www.petiteinsanities.blogspot.com

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